"No, she didn't jump down."
"Well, did she--did she fly down?"
"No, nor fly down--she just came down."
"Yes, but how did she----"
"Reginald," said Lisbeth, "run and tell the maids to bring tea out here--for three."
"Three?" echoed the Imp. "But Dorothy has gone out to tea, you know--is Uncle Dick going to----"
"To be sure, Imp," I nodded.
"Oh, that is fine--hurrah, Little-John!" he cried, and darted off.
"And you, Lisbeth?" I said, imprisoning her hands. "Are you glad also?"
Lisbeth did not speak, yet I was satisfied nevertheless.