that morning. They had met at a dance on the previous evening, and her
card had been full before his arrival. It had not occurred to her to save
a dance for him.

"I never thought you would come," she had told him in distress. "I wish I
had known!"

And then he had looked at her quietly for a moment with those intent grey
eyes of his that never seemed to miss anything, and had asked her if he
might call on the following morning, since he was to see nothing of her
that night.

She had responded with a pressing invitation to do so, and he had simply
thanked her and departed.

And so when the morning came Chris was still struggling with her hair
when he arrived, having breakfasted in bed and finally arisen at a
scandalously late hour. But that she knew Aunt Philippa to be also in
bed, she would scarcely have ventured upon such a proceeding. Aunt
Philippa knew nothing of the expected visitor. As a matter of fact Chris,
in her airy fashion, had quite forgotten to mention the matter. Mrs.
Forest, being still uncertain as to Mordaunt's state of mind, had
discreetly foreborne to put the girl on her guard. She had at the
beginning of things carefully instilled into her that it was essential
that she should miss no opportunity of making a wealthy marriage, and she
hoped that Chris would have the sense to bear this in mind.

Had she known of Mordaunt's coming she would probably have drilled her
carefully beforehand, but luckily Chris's negligence spared her this. And
so on that sunny summer morning she was sublimely unconscious of what was