"Claude Heath is a fool!" she said. "I wonder when he will begin to suspect it?"
"Men have to take their time over things like that," remarked Henriette. "What hideous flowers these are! I think I shall throw them out of the window."
"No, don't!"
"Why not?"
"They are a symbol of your reconciliation with Armand Gillier."
"He isn't altogether a fool, I fancy," remarked Henriette, laying Gillier's bouquet down on the seat beside her. "But we shall see."
"Oh, Max! Yes, come in and sit with us!"
The faces of the two women changed as Max Elliot joined them.