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"Well, you won't be seeing much of her," said Anne, who sometimes gave herself the treat of being frank with Iris.

"I shall have to go on seeing her till Monday. Then, thank heaven, I must go back to town. But I'd meant to come down for quite a bit later on with a party for the Red Cross Ball. . . . However, she's pretty sure to be gone by then. I don't believe that even Lesley could put up with her for long."

Anne did not want to discuss Mrs. Gailey till she had made up her own mind about her, so she changed the subject rather abruptly.

"What have you settled about Birdskitchen?"

"Nothing, dear. Absolutely nothing. Nicholas is very cross with me, aren't you, Nick?"

"Well, I must give Vine some sort of an answer. He knew we were going to talk things over tonight, and he'll want to hear what we've decided."

"Surely he can wait a little longer."

"Till you find out what price you can get elsewhere?"

"Yes," said Iris sweetly.

Nicholas's face turned as crimson as the edges of the sky.

"Then all I can say is that you're treating a good man abominably."