The Lieutenant-Governor and his wife had gone to the pink and white
welcome of the bridal suite when Perkins at last came strolling
downstairs. Only Haskins's party remained in the flag-hung lobby, the
women sheathing themselves in veils, as their motor chugged at the porch
steps.
Haskins turned as Perkins crossed the lobby. He stared an instant, then
advanced with outstretched hand, smiling.
"Why, Mr. Parker," he said, "I didn't know you were here. Doctor Austin
was asking me to-day if I knew where you were. He seems to have got you
on his mind. He'll be delighted to see you. I'll call him--he's just
outside. He's with our party."
With an expression half dismayed, half amused, Perkins looked after the
Mercury Club's secretary as he darted to the outer door, where a big
figure in a motoring coat was pacing up and down.
Tom, leaning over the office desk, looked at Perkins. But Haskins had
called the man "Parker." What----?
The big figure in the motoring coat came hurriedly in at the doorway and
grasped the hand of Tom's guest.
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