"If she doesn't adore you, too, I won't care for her!" said the girl hotly.
He laughed; she could hear him distinctly; and she realised with a little thrill that it was the same engaging laugh which she had first associated with the delightful, graceful, charming young fellow who was now her husband.
"What are you doing, Jim?" she asked, smiling in sympathy.
"There's absolutely nothing doing in the office, dear."
"Then—could you come over here?"
"Oh, Jacqueline! Do you tempt me?"
"No," she said hastily. "I suppose you ought to be there in the office, whether there's anything to do or not. Listen, Jim. I've invited Cynthia and Jack Cairns for the week-end. Was it all right?"
"Of course."
"You don't really mind, do you?"
"Not a bit, dear."