At two o'clock, when we were to meet the men
at the Ritz for luncheon, they were to let us know whether everything
had been successfully arranged: and, if so, Aunt Lil wanted the party to
motor to Calais in her new automobile, instead of going by train. Lord
Bob would drive, but he meant to hire a chauffeur recommended by the
Club, so that he would not have to stop behind and see to getting the
car across the Channel in a cargo boat.
Aunt Lil was very much excited over this idea, as she always is over
anything new, and if I was rather quiet and uninterested, she was too
much occupied to notice.
Lisa was looking worse when we went back to her at the hotel, but Aunt
Lil didn't notice that either. She is always nice to Lisa, but she
doesn't like her, and it is only when you really care for people that
you observe changes in them when you are busy thinking of your own
affairs.
I advised Lisa to rest in her own room, instead of shopping, as she
would have the long motor run later in the day, and a night journey; but
she was dressed and seemed to want to go out. She had things to do, she
said, and though she didn't buy anything when she was with us, while we
were at a milliner's in the Rue de la Paix choosing hats for Aunt Lil,
she disappeared on some errand of her own, and only came back just as we
were ready to leave the shop.
Pages:
216
217
218
219
220
221
222
223
224
225
226
227
228
229
230
231
232
233
234
235
236
237
238
239
240