We shall have
our little fireworks promptly on the second." Then to Mona: "Sorry I
cannot invite you aboard my ship; but I shall be so occupied with
the ceremonial end of this, you know, that--"
"Of course," instantly. "I would really be in the way; and I
shouldn't care to be that, to-day of all days."
And Van Emmon, through Powart's eyes, judged that the dictator stood
mountain-high in her respect at that instant.
Fort listened with the utmost indifference, seeming to take a boy's
rapt interest in the spectacle below him rather than in the affair
at his elbow. He glanced at his watch and remarked: "Less than half
an hour now. I can hardly wait!"
Mona eyed him speculatively. "What did you mean, just now, about
your success depending upon Mr. Powart's?"
"Just that," he returned lightly. "Why, if he fails, my little
scheme is a miserable fiasco! I shan't be able to marry you at all;
that is, unless you grant an extension!"
Mona did not respond to his levity.
"I wish you'd be serious!" she rebuked him.
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