We can lend her anything she wants.

I will send her a few of Rachel's tea-gowns to choose from.'" Doris's laugh was hysterical; then she sobered down.
"What time is it?
Four o'clock.

Oh, I wish Miss Wigram was here! You know, Lord Dunstable must go to town to-night! And Miss Wigram can't arrive till after the last train from here." "They know.

They've ordered a special, to take Lord Dunstable and the solicitor to Edinburgh, to catch the midnight mail." "Oh, well--if you can bully the fates like that!--" said Doris, with a shrug.

"How did he take it ?" Meadows's tone changed.
"It was a great blow.