'Well—your hero is coming—didn't you know?'
'I didn't know; and who is my hero?'
'Oh, come now!—the Dictator, of course.'
'Is he coming?' she asked, with a sudden gleam of genuine emotion flashing over her face.
'Yes; your father particularly wants him to meet Sir Lionel Rainey.'
'Oh, I didn't know. Well, yes—I shall be there, I suppose, if I feel well enough.'
'Are you not well?' Rivers asked, with a tone of somewhat artificial tenderness in his voice.
'Oh, yes, I am all right; but I might not feel quite up to the level of Sir Lionel Rainey. Only men, of course?'
'Only men.'
'Well, I shall think it over.'