“She told me. She’s going away to-night, she insists; but I shall not let her. No, Mr. Huntington wouldn’t let her marry him. After they went away he said he wouldn’t take her unless he got well. Tony, he was a fine character; in our sympathy for Roger Barnes we haven’t appreciated him. It was only at the last that he let her do it. She found out how happy it would make him then, and she would have it so.”
“I’m glad she did—poor fellow. Juliet, Roger Barnes is in town.”
“Really?” Juliet stopped, her breath catching. “Oh, Tony——”
“Came day before yesterday—leaves to-morrow night for Hongkong.”
“Tony!”
Anthony looked down at her, smiling. “There’s a situation for you. Can you be expected to keep your friendly hands off that possibility?”
“He won’t go away without coming to see us?”
“Most certainly not.”
“Then he will naturally come to-night.”
“It’s more than probable.”