characters at a glance than women are. In spite of what Aunt Anastasia has said about "insufferable young bounders," I believe that this Mr. Reginald Brace is a thoroughly nice, clear-sighted sort of young man. I feel that one could rely upon his judgment of people. I'm sure that one could trust him to be sincere and fair. Why not consult him about this new, would-be friend of Million's? [Pg 81] Why not be guided by him? He was the only available man I could be guided by, after all. [Pg 81] So I said: "Well, Million, on second thoughts, of course, if you have another man here, it isn't quite the same thing as receiving this Mr. Burke by himself. It puts him on a different footing. And——" "D'you mean I may have him here after all, Miss?" cried Million, lighting up again at once. "Mr. Burke, I mean." "Oh, yes, have him," I said resignedly. "Have both of them. We'll see what happens when they meet." [Pg 82] [Pg 82] CHAPTER XII THE DAY OF THE PARTY To-day's the day! To-day's At four o'clock those two young men are coming to the Hotel Cecil, where for the first time it will be a case of "Miss Million at home." And to begin with Miss Million and her maid have had quite a fierce argument. I knew it was coming. I scented it afar off as soon as Million had sent off her formal little note (dictated by me) to the Hon. James Burke at this hotel. As soon as we had settled which of all her new gowns the little hostess was going to wear for this event she turned to me. Obviously suppressing the "Miss Beatrice," which still lingers on the tip of her tongue, Million asked: "And what are you goin' to put on?" "Put on?" I echoed with well-simulated surprise, for I knew
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