“Well, write to-morrow and tell him so.”
“I will.”
“And tell him, my dear, in a postscript, strongly underlined, that if he will do the one thing you ask you’ll guarantee the success of Prairie City this side the Atlantic.”
Mame was all ears. “What’s that, honey?”
“He must come over himself as soon as ever he can. We’ll promise the very best that can be done for him in the way of a good time. After all there is no advertisement for a book quite equal to the person who wrote it.”
Mame gave a chuckle of pleasure. Sure, it was an idea. Why had not she thought of it herself?
“Yes, hon, if Elmer comes that’ll fix it.”
But would he come? That stern question at once invaded Mame’s mind.
“We’ll make him,” said Lady Violet.
“He’s not easy to make do anything he don’t want to. And he’s pretty busy these days and rather important, too.”