“I will take you to see her some time.”
“That is very good of you. Some afternoon when you have nothing better to do.”
“Come on Monday. That is her day. You won’t have much chance to talk to her, but then you can go again as soon as you like.”
Cryder took out his note-book and penciled a memorandum, “On Monday, then.”
Helen concluded that if she had been born a man she would have elected diplomacy as a career.
CHAPTER XIV.
IN A METROPOLITAN JUNGLE.
Cryder called on Hermia Monday afternoon. Although the room was full he had a few words with her, and she thought him very charming.
“I want to talk to you,” he said. “I have wanted to talk to you ever since I met you, but I was in such a bad humor the other night that I would not inflict you. Are you ever alone? Cannot I have an hour or two some evening?”