Her
hair, notwithstanding its waywardness, clustered very prettily about her
face. There was a bewitching dimple near one corner of her mouth.
"You can come in if you like," she said. "I'm quite dressed--all except
the handkerchief."
"Thank you; but I won't come in," he answered. "We mustn't shock anybody.
If you could bring a chair out, I could manage quite well."
She fetched the chair. "If anyone comes down the passage, they'll wonder
what on earth we are doing," she remarked.
"They will take us for old friends," said Scott in a matter of-fact tone
as he opened the jewel-case.
She laughed delightedly. There was a peculiarly happy quality about her
laugh. Most people smiled quite involuntarily when they heard it, though
Billy compared it to the neigh of a cheery colt.
"Now," said Scott, looking at her quizzically, "are you going to sit in
the chair, or am I going to stand on it?"
"Oh, I'll sit," she said. "Here's the handkerchief! You will fasten it so
that it doesn't flop, won't you? May I hold that case? I won't touch
anything."
He put it open into her lap. "There is a chain of coral there. Perhaps
you can find it. I think it would look well with your costume."
Dinah pored over the jewels with sparkling eyes. "But are you sure--quite
sure--your sister doesn't mind?"
"Quite sure," said Scott, beginning to drape the handkerchief adroitly
over her bent head.
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