"I will promise. But I 'm afraid you overdid it. It is going to be hard to straighten him out."
"No. It is all straightened out now. All that remains for you to do is to find him and say that I—that I wish him to come back for lunch."
"Is it that simple?"
He smiled, his easy-going nature glad to seize upon anything that promised relief from such a jumble as this.
"You must say nothing more than that," she put in, frightened at the sound of her own words. Supposing that he would not come—supposing that even now she had presumed too far?
"You will tell him just that?"
"Yes," he agreed, "and this morning I would have thought that it was enough."
"It is enough now—whatever happens," she said hastily.
"I must hurry back to Marie," she concluded breathlessly. "You must not delay. It may be that he is planning to leave town. If so, you must catch him before he starts."
He placed his arm tenderly about her slight waist and led her to the foot of the stairs.