"I have that million!" and he approached her with such an evident determination of making an exuberant proposal then and there that Constance could have shrieked.

"I congratulate you," she informed him as she hastily rose.

"You deserve it, I am sure.

Kindly excuse me, won't you ?" and she sailed out of the room.
Johnny, feeling all awkward joints like a calf, dropped his sailor straw hat, and Constance heard it rolling after her.

With an effort she kept herself from running, knowing full well that if that hat touched her skirt she would drop! Johnny looked at the hat in dumb reproach, but when he left the room he walked widely round it.