Mrs. Severance is dining out, sir--she
said." "Yes. Any further information?"
"Mrs. Severance received a telephone call this morning, sir, before she
went out. It was after that that she told me I was to have the evening."
"You did not happen to--overhear--the conversation, did you, Elizabeth?"
"Oh no, sir. Mrs. Severance spoke very low. The only words that I could
catch were 'You' at the beginning and 'Please come' near the end. The words
'please come' were rather--affectionately--spoken if I might make so bold,
sir."
"You have done very well, Elizabeth."
"Thank you, sir."
"There is nothing else?"
"No, sir. Should you wish me to 'phone you again before tomorrow morning,
sir?"
"No, Elizabeth."
"Thank you, sir. Good-by, sir."
"Good-by, Elizabeth."
XXXV
The rest of the party has scattered to the gardens or the porch--Oliver has
wandered into the library alone to wait for Peter who is bringing around
the two-seater himself. It is a big dim room with books all the way up to
the ceiling and a comfortable leather lounge upon which he sinks, picks
up a magazine from a little table beside it and starts ruffling the pages
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