"I shall want you to go out there later in the afternoon; I would trust your observation more than Avery's to determine whether Eaton has been used to such surroundings. They are probably at luncheon now; will you lunch with me here, dear?"
"I'll be very glad to, Father."
He reached for the house telephone and gave directions for the luncheon in his room.
"Go on until they bring it," he directed.
She read another page, then broke off suddenly.
"Has Donald asked you anything to-day, Father?"
"In regard to what?"
"I thought last night he seemed disturbed about my relieving him of part of his work."
"Disturbed? In what way?"
She hesitated, unable to define even to herself the impression Avery's manner had made on her. "I understood he was going to ask you to leave it still in his hands."