"Isn't he good-looking?" sighed the first one.

They were sisters, very young, and lived in the cottage across the
road with their widowed mother. Their existence was quite unknown to
Mr. and Mrs. Blithers, although the amiable Maud was rather nice to
them. She had once picked them up in her automobile when she
encountered them walking to the station. After that she called them
by their Christian names and generously asked them to call her Maud.
It might appear from this that Maud suffered somewhat from loneliness
in the great house on the hill. The Felton girls had known Robin a
scant three-quarters of an hour and were deeply in love with him.
Fannie was eighteen and Nellie but little more than sixteen. He was
their first Prince.

"Whee-ee!" shrilled Mrs. King, going madly after a return that her
opponent had lobbed over the net. She missed.

"Deuce," said her husband laconically. A servant was crossing the
lawn with a tray of iced drinks. As he neared the recumbent group he
paused irresolutely and allowed his gaze to shift toward the road
below. Then he came on and as he drew alongside the interested umpire
he leaned over and spoke in a low tone of voice.

"What?" demanded King, squinting.

"Just coming in the gate, sir," said the footman.

King shot a glance over his shoulder and then sat up in astonishment.

"Good Lord! Blithers! What the deuce can he be doing here? I say,