"It is not a trouble. I am satisfied since you have seen how grand I am," and laughing gaily, she caught up her train and ran away from him.
Justin in the utmost satisfaction descended to the hall and put on his overcoat. Derrice was becoming more and more in love with him every day. He certainly was a very happy man, and in beatific silence he gazed at his mother, who was standing in the dining-room doorway, divided between gratification at his invitation to French Cross and annoyance that she should not be included in it.
"I suppose you know this is prayer-meeting night," she said.
"Yes, mother."
"You can't go to it."
"Why not?"
"Why, you are going to a party."
"I can leave the party."
"Will she go?" and Mrs. Prymmer designated Derrice, who was coming down-stairs.
"I think not."