As I don't know exactly when I can get home,
I am enclosing a cheque which is considerably larger than I had
supposed I could make it, and I can only do this by skimping
myself; but of course you are getting such a big girl and
beginning to attract attention, so it is only right that you
should have the very best that I can afford to do for you. I am
not taking the bill from The Mode into consideration. I paid
that with last month's expenses.
With love,
EILEEN.
Linda held the letter in one hand, the cheque in the other, and
stared questioningly at John Gilman.
"What do you think of that?" she inquired tersely.
"It seems to me," said Gilman, "that a more pertinent question
would be, what do you think of it?"
"Rot!" said Linda tersely. "If I were a stenographer in your
office I would think that I was making a fairly good start; but I
happen to be the daughter of Alexander Strong living in my own
home with my only sister, who can afford to flit like the
flittingest of social butterflies from one party to another as
well dressed as, and better dressed than, the Great General
Average. You have known us, John, ever since Eileen sat in the
sun to dry her handmade curls, while I was leaving a piece of my
dress on every busk in Multiflores Canyon. Right here and now I
am going to show you something!"
Linda started upstairs, so John Gilman followed her. She went to
the door of Eileen's suite and opened it.
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