“She's upstairs,” said Maimie.
“Thank the Lord, eh?” added Harry, pushing in past her.
“Go away in and talk to her,” said Maimie. Then turning to Ranald and looking into his devouring eyes, she said, “Well? You might say you're glad to see me.” She stood where the full light of the doorway revealed the perfect beauty of her face and figure.
“Glad to see you! There is no need of saying that,” replied Ranald, still gazing at her.
“How beautiful you are, Maimie,” he added, bluntly.
“Thank you, and you are really quite passable.”
“And I AM glad to see you.”
“That's why you won't come in.”
“I am coming to-morrow night.”
“Everybody will be here to-morrow night.”