"My husband
has business. He can't waste a day----"
"Surely you won't turn your back on New York the day you arrive, the
first time you've ever seen it!" cried the New York woman. "Why, it's
sacrilege! You must stay with us one night. If you could see the
_darling_ new room we'll put you in: old rose and pearl gray, and Cupids
holding up the bed curtains!"
In desperation the girl stuck to her point, no longer daring to look at
Knight.
"Indeed we mustn't stay, even for one night. If there's a train the same
afternoon----"
"There's a lovely train," Mrs. Waldo admitted, unable to resist praising
the American railway system. "We call it the 'Limited.' You can have a
beautiful stateroom, and run right through to Chicago without changing.
If they must go, we'll see them off, won't we, Steve?" with a glance for
the silent husband, "and bring them books and chocolates and flowers?"
What was left for Annesley to say? Short of informing the kindly couple
that they were not wanted and had better mind their own business, and
refusing to decide upon a train, she could do nothing except thank Mrs.
Waldo.
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