"It's almost too early for anybody to call," said Ailsa tranquilly.
But she was wrong, and when, a moment later, the servant came to announce Mr. Berkley, Ailsa regarded her sister-in-law in pink consternation.
"I did not ask him," she said. "We scarcely exchanged a dozen words. He merely said he'd like to call—on you—and now he's done it, Celia!"
Mrs. Craig calmly instructed the servant to say that they were at home, and the servant withdrew.
"Do you approve his coming—this way—without anybody inviting him?" asked Ailsa uneasily.
"Of co'se, Honey-bell. He is a Berkley. He should have paid his respects to us long ago."
"It was for him to mention the relationship when I met him. He did not speak of it, Celia."
"No, it was fo' you to speak of it first," said Celia Craig gently.
"But you did not know that."
"Why?"
"There are reasons, Honey-bud."