I am going there now on your husband's motor-bicycle.

If I do not find her there----" He paused, and on the instant a girl's high peal of laughter rang through the house.

The drawing-room door was flung back, and Doris herself stood on the threshold.
"Goodness!" she cried.

"What a solemn conclave! You can't think how funny you all look! Do tell me what it is all about!" She stood before them, the motor-veil thrown back from her dainty face, her slight figure quivering with merriment.
Vera hastened to meet her with outstretched hands.
"Oh, my dear, you can't think how anxious we have been about you." Doris took her by the shoulders and lightly kissed her.
"Silly! Why?
You know I always come up smiling.

Why, Phil, you are looking positively green! Have you been anxious, too?
I am indeed honoured." She swept him a curtsey, her face all dimples and laughter.
"We've had the jolliest time," she declared.