"If I looked as unhappy as you, Hope, I'd go to bed and not discourage our guests as they arrive," Carolina suggested. "Our floral decorations alone for to-night cost $700, and the musical program cost over $3,000. The most fashionable folks in Washington coming—what more could you want, Hope? Isn't it perfectly glorious? Why—"
"Mr. Haines is below, asking to see Senator Langdon," announced a servant, entering.
"Oh, I knew he'd come! I knew it! I knew it!" cried Hope Georgia in pure ecstasy, clapping her hands.
The three plotters turned on the girl in amazement; then they stared at each other.
"Mr. Haines!" ejaculated Carolina.
"Haines!" exclaimed Randolph, hurriedly leaving the room.
"Haines!" sneered Norton. "We can take care of him. The Senator won't see him."
Carolina caught the suggestion.
"Tell Mr. Haines that Senator Langdon regrets that he cannot possibly receive him," she directed.
"Carolina!"