10/17 A woman who does her hair well hates to have it mussed." "I'll try to remember," was his careless answer. "As I was about to say, our discovery that you are not a lady out of a story-book, but a human being and a very sweet one--it came just in the nick of time. We're leaving here to-night." Now she saw the reason for the persistence of the Craig of noise and bluster--and craft. "It's impossible." "Yes--we go at five o'clock. |