"Your brother."
Kimberly spoke with resignation. "Charles always had the luck of the family."
A door opened and a butler entered the room. On seeing Kimberly he attempted to withdraw.
"Come in, Bell," said Alice. "What is it?"
"The juggler, Mrs. MacBirney; his assistant has telephoned they've missed their train."
"Oh, Bell!" exclaimed his mistress in indignant protest. "Don't tell me that."
"And it's the last out, till ten-thirty o'clock."
Alice's face fell. "That ends my evening. Isn't it too exasperating. Stupid jugglers!"
Kimberly intervened. "What train did he miss, Bell?"
"The seven-ten, sir, from town."