"Never. Things going O. K.?"
"Oh, splendid! Such a crowd—such a jolly crowd! But—why don't you come down?"
"To help make things go?"
"No, no—to enjoy it. You've done enough. You must know some of these people, and if you don't—it's worth something just to look at 'em. I didn't know ladies dressed like that—under those things they wear in the autos. Say, Mr. Perkins, the Lieutenant-Governor's here—and his wife!"
"So?"
"Mr. Haskins thinks they want to stay all night. The lady hasn't been sleeping well through the heat. Mr. Haskins says she's taken a fancy to the Inn. But I haven't a really good room for 'em."
"Take mine."
Tom gasped. "Oh, no! Not yours—after all you've done——"
"Going to-morrow, you know. It doesn't matter where I hang up to-night. Matters a good deal where Mrs. Lieutenant-Governor hangs up."
"But where——?"