Marian: are you sure that duet is not on the sofa in my room ?" "Oh, the sofa! I looked only in the green case." "I will go and hunt it out myself.

Excuse me for a few minutes." Douglas was glad to see her go.

Yet he was confused when he was alone with Marian.

He strolled to the window, outside which the roof of the porch had been converted into a summer retreat by a tent of pink-striped canvass.

"The tent is up already," he said.