“I have the permission of the amiable Miss Watts. It is all arranged.”

“What is it?”

“Monty Haven’s yacht is at anchor and he wants you to come for a sail and lunch aboard.”

“Sorry. I’m engaged to-day with Percy.”

“May I add that a certain gentleman, not at the moment in your good graces, entreats you to come?”

“Sorry. You wouldn’t let me off, would you, Percy?”

“No”—firmly.

“Alas! This is final?” asked the Major.

“Convey my thanks to Mr. Haven, please, dear Major O’Dell, and mention——”

“‘Percy’,” he interrupted with a smile, and left.