“Oh—it’s simpler and a lot more romantic—that’s all! Tell Millie that everything is all right! Don’t look so scared! All right, Freddy, let’s go!”
Their car was quickly under way and Millicent and Bruce resumed their homeward drive.
“Leila didn’t tell me she was going to the club with Freddy,” remarked Millicent pensively.
“One of those spontaneous things,” Bruce replied carelessly.
When they reached the Hardens’ he walked with her to the door.
“That was odd—meeting Leila and Fred,” said Millicent. “Do you think they were really going to the club for supper?”
“They were not going there,” Bruce replied. “They’re on their way to be married.”
“Oh, I’m sorry!” she said and her eyes filled with tears. The privilege of seeing tears in Millicent’s eyes was to Bruce an experience much more important than Leila’s marriage.
“It will be a blow to Mr. Mills,” said Bruce thoughtfully. “Let’s hope he accepts it gracefully.”
Both turned by a common impulse and their eyes rested upon the Mills house beyond the hedge....