"I'll ask him, of course," said Indiana, "but I'm sure he won't come."
"We'll manage without him," said Mrs. Bunker. "On second thoughts, I think we'll send for you, Indiana." She looked significantly at the others. "We'll send for her at eight o'clock." They nodded. "That'll just give you time to dress. We've another surprise in store for you." They all laughed.
"Ah, don't tell me. It's so nice to look forward to something one don't expect."
"Take off that dowdy thing," directed Mrs. Bunker. "Go back to your trousseau."
"We turned you out better than that," commented Stillwater, looking her over. Indiana pouted like a child, teased. Thurston emerged from his den as they descended the stairs. Lord Stafford also joined them below in the library.
"Thurston," asked Stillwater, taking him aside, "has she broken out yet?" Thurston shook his head, laughing.
Stillwater took Indiana in his arms.
"Goodbye. God bless you!"
Mrs. Bunker kissed her vehemently.
"I couldn't let you go," whispered Mrs. Stillwater. "If I wasn't sure I'd see you to-night."