Selwyn's luggage is to be brought here immediately from the Holland!
Immediately!" And to Selwyn: "Austin will not be at home before
half-past six. Come up with me now and see your quarters--a perfectly
charming place for you, with your own smoking-room and dressing-closet
and bath. Wait, we'll take the elevator--as long as we have one."

Smilingly protesting, yet touched by the undisguised sincerity of his
welcome, he suffered himself to be led into the elevator--a dainty white
and rose rococo affair. His sister adjusted a tiny lever; the car moved
smoothly upward and, presently stopped; and they emerged upon a wide
landing.

"Here," said Nina, throwing open a door. "Isn't this comfortable? Is
there anything you don't fancy about it? If there is, tell me frankly."

"Little sister," he said, imprisoning both her hands, "it is a
paradise--but I don't intend to come here and squat on my relatives, and
I won't!"

"Philip! You are common!"

"Oh, I know you and Austin _think_ you want me."

"Phil!"

"All right, dear. I'll--it's awfully generous of you--so I'll pay you a
visit--for a little while."

"You'll live here, that's what you'll do--though I suppose you are
dreaming and scheming to have all sorts of secret caves and queer places