Alpha Book

"Almost time to elope with me," nodded Boots.
"I'll do it now," she said--"as soon as my new gowns are made--if you'll
take me to Manila. Will you? I believe my Aunt Alixe is there--"
She caught Eileen's eye and stopped short. "I forgot," she murmured; "I
beg your pardon, Uncle Philip--"
Boots was talking very fast and laughing a great deal; Eileen's plate
claimed her undivided attention; Selwyn quietly finished his claret; the
child looked at them all.
"By the way," said Boots abruptly, "what's the matter with Gerald? He
came in before noon looking very seedy--" Selwyn glanced up quietly.
"Wasn't he at the office?" asked Eileen anxiously.
"Oh, yes," replied Selwyn; "he felt a trifle under the weather, so I
sent him home."
"Is it the grippe?"
"N-no, I believe not--"
"Do you think he had better have a doctor? Where is he?"
"He was here," observed Drina composedly, "and father was angry with
him."
"What?" exclaimed Eileen. "When?"
"This morning, before father went downtown.


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