CHAPTER XXV
IN CAIRO
"It's good news!" said Miss Jeffries with bright positives.
It was her response to Andrew McLean's greeting that evening. He had made rather a tardy appearance at the hotel, for there had been an important dinner with an important bank official passing through Cairo to escape from, but he arrived at last, looking extraordinarily well in his very best dinner clothes.
And Miss Jeffries, for all her harassment of suspense, was no woeful object in a vivacious blue evening frock with silvery gleams.
"He's safe—absolutely safe," McLean confirmed.
He expected radiance. Miss Jeffries' expression was arrested judgment.
"Safe—where?"
"At his camp ... I just returned—just in time to dine. I motored out this morning."
"Oh!... It took your whole day. I am so sorry!" For a moment the girl appeared to concentrate her sympathetic interest upon McLean.