"Then be a good boy and help me with the candles," she said, giving him a smile and a quick pressure of her fingers.
He obeyed, asking nonchalantly:
"I say, dear lady, who's to be here to-night?"
"The Enos Jacksons."
"I thought they were separated."
"Not yet."
"Very interesting! Only you, dear lady, would have thought of serving us a couple on the verge."
"It's interesting, isn't it?"
"Assuredly. Where did you know Jackson?"
"Through the Warings. Jackson's a rather doubtful person, isn't he?"