"And I missed mine. Who is 'we'?"
"Beulah is with me."
"Can't you both have dinner with me somewhere? There are two hours of waiting ahead of us."
Anne demurred. "I'm not very hungry."
But Beulah, who had joined them, was hungry, and she said so, frankly. "I am starved. If I could have just a sandwich——"
"You shall have more than that. We'll have a feast and a frolic. Let me check your parcels, Mistress Anne."
Back they went to the golden-lighted streets and turning down toward the city they reached at last the big hotel which has usurped the place of the stately and substantial edifices which were once the abodes of ancient and honorable families.
Within were soft lights and the sound of music. The rugs were thick, and there was much marble. As they entered the dining-room, they seemed to move through a golden haze. It was early, and most of the tables were empty.
Beulah was rapturous. "I have always wanted to come here. It is perfectly lovely."