“To Hampton—if you can put up with me a little longer.”
A knowing smile broke over Croyden’s face.
“The Symphony in Blue?” he asked.
“Maybe!—and maybe it is just you. At any rate, I’ll come if I may.”
“My dear Colin! You know you’re more than welcome, always!”
Macloud bowed. “I’ll go out to Northumberland 174 to-night, arrange a few matters which are overdue, and come down to Hampton as soon as I can get away.”
The next afternoon, as Macloud was entering the wide doorway of the Tuscarora Trust Company, he met Elaine Cavendish coming out.
“Stranger! where have you been these many weeks?” she said, giving him her hand.
“Out of town,” he answered. “Did you miss me so much?”