Well, she's back, and you must meet her. She's a mighty fine girl--or,
if not exactly a girl, woman. Philo admires her rather more than he
condescends to admire most women, I should say. Any errands for me,
Patty? All right--good-bye, dear."
He kissed her and ran for his car. I stood looking out of the window
after him. It struck me rather suddenly that it was a gray day outside,
with heavy clouds threatening to make the sky even darker. There was a
touch of gloom in the whole outer aspect of things.
Hepatica immediately set about making preparations for her dinner. It
would be most informal, she assured me, and as I heard her giving her
invitations over the telephone I recognized from their character that
it would be so, even though I heard her inviting quite a party,
including Camellia and the Judge, Dahlia and the Professor, Althea and
the Promoter, and Azalea and the Cashier. A strange man, a Mining
Engineer, was included in the list, to make the tale of numbers evenly
divided. I judged he was likely to fall to me in the final disposition
of the guests at Hepatica's table, and inquired what he was like.
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