"He—never!" she exclaimed.
"Oh," said Mrs. Van Adam, losing all interest in him, "then don't let us talk about him any more. But, Daisy, you will—you will take me out, won't you? You can, I know."
"Yes, I can. People will like you. But——"
"Then it's settled. Oh, how happy I am!"
She sprang up and almost danced round the room.
"But, Chloe, only for the next two months, or indeed less. For you must know that I have come to a great resolution."
Chloe choked a pirouette, which left her posed on tiptoe, with the skirt of her red gown swinging like a poppy in a wind.
"What is it?"
"Simply that this season is my last. Wait!" She held up one hand to check her friend's exclamation. "And," she added, "that I shall leave town at least by the first of July, if not sooner."