He held out his golf-club and said, "Got
a new driver."
"Yes, yes, dear, very nice," said Crystal. "But I want to have lunch
punctually, to-day."
Mr. Cord sighed. Crystal wasn't always very sympathetic. "I'm ready,"
he said, "only Eddie's coming."
"_Eddie!_" exclaimed Crystal, drawing her shoulders up, as if at the
sight of a cobra in her path. "Why is Eddie coming to lunch? I did not
ask him."
"No, my dear, I took that liberty," replied her father. "It seemed the
only way of getting rid of him."
"Well, I sha'n't wait for him," said Crystal, ringing the bell. "I
have an engagement at a quarter past two."
"At the golf club?" asked her father, his eye lighting a little. "You
might drive me out, you know."
"No, dear; quite in the other direction--with a man who was at the
party last night."
"You enjoyed the party?"
"No, not a bit."
"But you stayed till morning."
"I stopped and took a swim."
"You enjoyed that, I suppose?"
His daughter glanced at him and turned crimson; but she did not have
to answer, for at that moment Tomes came, in response to her ring, and
she said:
"We won't wait lunch for Mr. Verriman, Tomes." Then, as he went away,
she asked, "And what was Eddie doing here this morning, anyhow?"
"He was scolding me," replied Mr. Cord. "Have you noticed, Crystal,
what a lot of scolding is going on in the world at present? I believe
that that is why no one is getting any work done--everyone is so
busy scolding everybody else.
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