Father thinks he is, but he can't do without Forest, and the old boy knows it.' 'Well, so that's agreed,' said Elizabeth demurely, as she rose.

'I naturally couldn't do anything without you, but so long as your father gets everything that he's accustomed to--' 'I don't see quite what you're going to do about dinner--late dinner, I mean ?' said Pamela pensively.
Elizabeth beamed at her.
'Well, I became a vegetarian last week, except for very occasional break-outs.

Fish is a vegetable!' 'I see,' reflected Pamela.

'We can break out now and then at dinner, when father's got his eye on us--' 'And be pure patriots at lunch,' laughed Miss Bremerton, as she opened the door.

'Au revoir! I must go back to work.' She vanished.