I'll take you right away from that." There was the rustle of skirts, a soft little laugh.

Richard rose to his feet promptly.

He had never been so pleased in all his life to welcome his sister.
"Flossie," he exclaimed, "I'm ever so glad you came along! I want to present Miss Grex to you.

This is my sister, Miss Fedora--Lady Weybourne.

I was just going to ask Miss Grex to have some tea with me," he went on, "but I am not sure that she would have considered it proper.
Do come along and be chaperone." Lady Weybourne laughed.
"I shall be delighted," she declared.