Chapter XLVI

           Meanwhile,intheButlerhomethefamilywasassemblingfordinner.Mrs.Butlerwassittinginrotundcomplacencyatthefootofthetable,hergrayhaircombedstraightbackfromherround,shinyforehead.Shehadonadark-graysilkdress,trimmedwithgray-and-whitestripedribbon.Itsuitedherfloridtemperamentadmirably.Aileenhaddictatedhermother’schoice,andhadseenthatithadbeenproperlymade.Norahwasrefreshinglyyouthfulinapale-greendress,withred-velvetcuffsandcollar.Shelookedyoung,slender,gay.Hereyes,complexionandhairwerefreshandhealthy.Shewastriflingwithastringofcoralbeadswhichhermotherhadjustgivenher.

           "Oh,look,Callum,"shesaidtoherbrotheroppositeher,whowasdrummingidlyonthetablewithhisknifeandfork."Aren’ttheylovely?Mamagavethemtome."

           "MamadoesmoreforyouthanIwould.Youknowwhatyou’dgetfromme,don’tyou?"

           "What?"

           Helookedatherteasingly.ForanswerNorahmadeafaceathim.JustthenOwencameinandtookhisplaceatthetable.Mrs.ButlersawNorah’sgrimace.

           "Well,that’llwinnolovefromyourbrother,yecandependonthat,"shecommented.

           "Lord,whataday!"observedOwen,wearily,unfoldinghisnapkin."I’vehadmyfillofworkforonce."

           "What’sthetrouble?"queriedhismother,feelingly.

           "Norealtrouble,mother,"hereplied."Justeverythingducksanddrakes,that’sall."

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