father. "If you want to see your father he is in the office."
"I don't want to see him," she coolly informed. "I saw him this morning and he was very cross. Can't you come outside where we can talk? This place smells so of things."
"Susette, I don't dare budge. I was late. Your father mounted me like a wildcat. I can't even talk in here. If you'll walk down by Tradeau's house at eight o'clock this evening I'll have much to tell you."
"Walk by Jean Tradeau's house?" she repeated, much puzzled. "Why not see me at my house?"
"I'll tell you this evening."
"But tell me now!" and a maternal glitter quickened her gaze.
"It's like this"
He halted and cast an apprehensive glance over his shoulder. Phinny's voice was loudly informing:
"She was here just a minute ago, Mister Parker. I thought she was right behind me when I announced her. Now she's gone. No, there she is chatting with Lander."
Lander felt his heart slipping. To get the best
