“IwillcallforyouattheWaldorfathalf-pastone，“Mr。Sabinsaid。“Unlessyouhaveanychoice，IwilltakeyoutoalittleplacedowntownwherewecanimagineourselvesbackontheContinent，andwhereweshallbesparedthehorrorofgreencorn。“
“Delightful，“shemurmured，buttoningherglove。“ThenyoushalltakemeforadrivetoFifthAvenue，ortoseesomebody’stomb，andmywomanshallmakesomerealRussianteaforusinmysitting-room。Really，IthinkI’mdoingverywellforthefirstday。Isthespellbeginningtowork？“
“Hideously，“heassuredher。“IfeelalreadythattheonlythingI
dreadinlifearethesetwohoursbeforeluncheon。“
Shenodded。