all might have to worry enough before tomorrow morning.

She compromised. "We have had a domestic upheaval," she said. "The
cook and the housemaid have left--if you'd only waited till the next
train you could have had the pleasure of their company into town."

"Aunt Cornelia--how exciting! I'm so sorry! Why did they leave?"

"Why do servants ever leave a good place?" asked Miss Cornelia grimly.
"Because if they had sense enough to know when they were well off,
they wouldn't be servants. Anyhow, they've gone--we'll have to
depend on Lizzie and Billy the rest of this week. I telephoned--but
they couldn't promise me any others before Monday."

"And I was in town and could have seen people for you--if I'd only
known!" said Dale remorsefully. "Only," she hesitated, "I mightn't
have had time--at least I mean there were some other things I had
to do, besides getting the gardener and--" She rose. "I think
I will go and lie down for a little if you don't mind, darling."

Miss Van Gorder was concerned. "Of course I don't mind but--won't
you even have your lemonade?"

"Oh, I'll get some from Lizzie in the pantry before I go up," Dale
managed to laugh. "I think I must have a headache after all," she
said. "Maybe I'll take an aspirin. Don't worry, darling."

"I shan't. I only wish there were something I could do for you, my
dear."