We have kept a boy near the telephone all evening,
M'sieur. No message."
"I also told 'em to send up any telegram that might come," he
informed his wife, who merely lifted her eyebrows. They had been
lowered perceptibly in consequence of the ebullience of Pericault's
cousins.
The vivacious young women were attracting a great deal of attention
to their table. Smart diners in the immediate neighbourhood appeared
to be a trifle shocked. Three dignified looking gentlemen, seated
near the door, got up and left the room.
"We really must be going," said Mrs. Blithers nervously, who had been
watching the three men for some time with something akin to dismay in
her soul. She had the sickening notion that they were members of the
Cabinet--lords of the realm.
"All right," said Mr. Blithers, "Call the cars up, waiter. Still
raining?"
"Yes, M'sieur. At this season of the year--"
"Call the cars. Let's have your bill."
Pericault's cousins were reluctant to go. In fact, they protested
shrilly that it was silly to break up such a successful party at such
an unseemly hour.
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