“Slander of course, of course.”
“My father desired to be kindly remembered, and I was to say, ‘Very satisfactory so far?’”
“Very satisfactory so far?” said Vine dreamily.
“He said you would know what it meant.”
“To be sure—to be sure. Louie, my dear, I’m afraid your aunt is right. My brain is getting to be like that of a jelly-fish.”
He nodded laughingly and left the room.
“Did you meet Harry as you came?” said Louise, as soon as they were alone.
“Yes; but he kept on one side of the street, and I was on the other.”
“Didn’t he cross over to speak?”
“No; he couldn’t see the Dutch fraulein—the Dutch doll.”