And Jessie--Mrs.Carrick--is the best fun in the world.
And you are sure to like my little sister Cecile; every man adores her, and you'll do it, too--yes, I mean sentimentally--until she laughs you out of it." "Like yourself, Calypso, I'm not inclined to sentiment," he said.
"You can't help it with Cecile.

Wait! Then there are others to lunch with us--Marjorie Staines--very popular with men, and Stephanie Anan--you studied with her uncle, Winslow Anan, didn't you ?" "Yes, indeed!" he exclaimed warmly, "but how did you--" "Oh, I knew it; I know lots about you, you see....

Then there is Phil Gatewood--a perfectly splendid fellow, and Alex Anan--a dear boy, ready to adore any girl who looks sideways at him....

I don't remember who else is to lunch with us, except my brother Gray.

Look, Mr.Hamil! They've actually sat down to luncheon without waiting for us! What horrid incivility! Could your watch have been wrong ?--or have we been too deeply absorbed ?" "I can speak for one of us," he said, as they came out upon the lawn in full view of the table which was spread under the most beautiful live-oaks he had ever seen.
* * * * * Everybody was very friendly.