Baggot called on Baron one afternoon, and upon being informed that Baron was out, he asked for Bonnie May, and spent fully an hour with her, leaving her in a high state of complacency.
The next day he called again, and this time he did not ask for Baron. He came, he said, to call on Bonnie May.
But this time she was not in. She spent a good part of her time as the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Thornburg, Baggot was told—which indicates clearly enough how the status of affairs had changed.
Baggot made a note of this information and went away in a thoughtful mood.
The members of the Baron family considered these developments without commenting upon them very much at first. But one day Baron, Sr., took occasion to express an opinion.
“It seems strange to have a mere infant passing between two houses like a bird between two trees,” he said. This was thought to be his mild way of expressing disapproval.
“It’s Victor’s arrangement,” replied Mrs. Baron. This response was made less inadequate by the way her eyebrows went up.
“The fact is,” declared Flora, “we’ve all fallen in love with the saucy little thing.”
“Well?” inquired Mrs. Baron truculently.
“I mean, I don’t think Victor’s idea is a bad one at all. She’s—well, the kind that do extraordinary things when they grow up. We may be glad enough to be in a position where we can ‘get from under’ one of these days.”