"I would rather you came in the flesh," she replied.
He bowed deeply. "I thank you both for a very satisfying glimpse of a civilised home."
"Sometimes I think we're over-civilized," she replied, quickly. "But come and see us again."
"I fear it will be as a spook—they laugh at microbes as well as locks. However, I promise to rap when I call."
"Thank you, that will make you a most considerate ghost."
When they were alone together Kate said, with a sigh: "What an amount of sin and sickness and trouble and death there is in the world!"
"That's a sign we're getting on," he replied. "When we're young we laugh at the falling leaves—they are only a sign of some new sport. When I'm as old as you are I suppose I'll begin to observe all the bald-heads at the theatre."
"Well, now, for our dinner-party. I must write to Mrs. Lambert to-night."
"You'd better take second thought about this matter—'Reckless Kate.'"
"I have."