CHAPTER XXXVIThis was on Tuesday night, and it was on the Friday following that Banks demurely announced to Dora and her mother-in-law at their luncheon, “Madame Kronska.” Radiant, Hilary came in, close upon the announcement of her name. Butterfly was in her arms, and they laughed a little shakily at their own emotion at being together again.
“I have exactly twenty-five minutes,” Hilary announced, looking at her wrist-watch. “When did we get in? This morning. We went to the studio, Von Mandescheid was there, and we all had a late breakfast together. Konrad plays at Carnegie this afternoon, and I came to kidnap my Butterfly. You are invited to my box, Mrs. Spaulding. I am nouvelle arrivée, but I am not a snob.”
“Late, perhaps,” Mrs. Spaulding said, after thought. “I’m full of a thousand a
