“I will tell you afterward,” and with a smile Vivienne let her cloak slip from her shoulders and knocked at a near door.
Judy with her head on one side like a little cat listened to the brief “Come in,” then as Vivienne disappeared from view she spun round and round the hall in a kind of dance.
“What is the matter with you?” asked her mother, coming from the drawing room.
Judy stopped. “I have a pain in my mind.”
“What kind of a pain, Judy?” asked Valentine, looking over Mrs. Colonibel’s shoulder.
“A joyful pain.”
“Miss Delavigne has gone upstairs, has she?” asked Mrs. Colonibel.
“Yes, she came in,” said Judy evasively.
“Why don’t you go to bed?” continued her mother.
“Because I choose to stay here and read,” and Judy seizing a book flung herself on a divan.