"Well, tell them to ask at the office for bedrooms."
"They have done that already," said Dolly. "They are down in the kitchen now, ordering dinner. They don't propose to go to the meeting. 'Better fun outside,' they say."
"Lucky little devils!" remarked the Candidate, with feeling.
"And, Adrian," said Kitty, "I don't think I'll come either. I'm rather bothered about Philly."
I laid down my knife and fork.
"What do you mean? Is she really ill?"
"N-no. I don't think so, but she is very feverish and wretched, poor kiddy. I tried to get hold of Dr Martin this afternoon, but he was miles away on an urgent case, and won't be back till to-morrow. But I got Dr Farquharson——"
"Roaring Radical!" said I in horror-struck tones.
—"Yes, dear, but such a nice old thing; and Scotch too, Robin——"
"Aberdonian," said Robin dubiously.