Going to the top of the basement stairs, she rang a bell for the cook.
"Bridget, Sarah wants you to go up to my dressing-room to help her with a mirror that has come down," she said; and then, without waiting for a reply, Violet sped out of the house, and, hailing the first car that came along, was soon rolling toward the city to meet her betrothed.
"YOU WILL BE TRUE THOUGH THE OCEAN DIVIDES US."
About four o'clock of that same day Violet entered the private parlor of her friend, Nellie Bailey, her face glowing, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Oh, you dear child!" cried that young lady, leaping to her feet and springing forward to meet her visitor, "you have come to tell me that you are going to Europe with me."
"I have come to stay all night with you if you will let me," Violet replied, returning the eager caress with which Nellie had greeted her.
"If I will 'let' you! You know I shall be only too glad to have you. But how happy you look! You surely have good news to tell me."
Violet flushed, and her eyes drooped for a moment.
"Yes, I believe I shall go to Europe with you," she answered, her face dimpling with smiles, and Nellie immediately went into ecstasies over the announcement.