VI
WISTARIA--AND THE PHILOSOPHER
Friendship needs delicate handling.
--_Hugh Black._
"After all this dining and wine-ing of you," said Hepatica suddenly one
morning, toward the close of my visit, "you are not to escape without
our giving a dinner for you."
"Oh, my dear," I began, "after all you have done for me, surely that
isn't necessary. I have had----"
"Yes, I know. You have had dinners and dinners, including the
Philosopher's bachelor repast, which might or might not be called by
that name, but was certainly great fun. But I want to give you a dinner
myself."
"Better let her," advised the Skeptic, who was putting on his overcoat
at the time, preparatory to leaving us for the day. "It won't be like
anything of that name you have ever tried before. Besides she wants you
to meet Wistaria."
"Who is Wistaria?" I asked.
They both looked at me. Then they looked at each other.
"Hasn't Philo told you about Wistaria?" inquired the Skeptic, in evident
surprise. "Wasn't she at his----Oh, that's right--she was out of town.
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