"What, again?" cried the Canadian. "My God, he's a Mormon! Come along, boys!"
CHAPTER XVI
THE GREAT PRETEND
"And the sweet?" enquired Marjorie, pencil poised.
"Méringues!" said Liss firmly.
"Well, I would say chocolate soufflé every time—with whipped cream, of course!" replied Marjorie. "But have it your own way. Now for the savoury!"
"We don't want a savoury," said Liss.
"Remember," Marjorie reminded her, "that there will be gentlemen present."
"I was forgetting the gentlemen. Well—what?"
"My gentleman friend," said Marjorie, "is very fond of angels-on-horseback."