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Updated: June 15, 2025
Could Ena have done something to put them apart? Eileen wondered. It would she had to admit be like Ena. And if Ena had been treacherous or hateful, then it would be a sort of poetical justice if she lost Raygan through making her brother lose his dryad. Even now Eileen did not know what Rags would do; and since their day at the Hands, he had seemed somehow "off" the affair with Ena.
All the goddesses were on their mettle and their feet now, though swaying like tall lilies in a high wind and occasionally bracing themselves against mirrors, while Lady Eileen was in the biggest chair, with Raygan and Peter Rolls standing behind her.
Ena forgot for a moment that she badly needed help from her brother and began sharply to catechize him. "When did you buy me a dress? The day Lord Raygan offered to go back to that room and choose me one and I said no, I didn't want a dress?" "Yes. That was the day. I couldn't let her try it on in vain." "Oh, you bought it to please her the girl like a golliwog?"
But wouldn't that be like the ostrich hiding its head in the sand? Evidently Lord Raygan and Lady Eileen were being shown things. If they hadn't been there already they would be sure to take a peep into the hospital as well as the rest room. Not the restaurant perhaps! If Mr. Rolls junior and his sister had any idea what that was like, they would avoid it with their distinguished guests.
We can't go to him out of a clear sky and offer to lend." "I might propose to put him on to a good thing." "Oh, Peter, would you help me like that, in a man's way?" "I would, if you'd do me a favour, in a woman's way." "What is it? But whatever it is, I'm sure to!" They were in Miss Rolls's cabin, the one she had generously taken over from Lady Raygan and Eileen.
"Why, hello it's the Lady in the Moon!" exclaimed Lord Raygan gayly, just when Win had begun to hope she might reach the ground-floor level without being discovered. Involuntarily Ena turned with a slight start, recognized Win, pretended not to, and presented the back instead of the side of a wonderful hat.
But whatever happened in the end which, one way or the other, must come soon between Ena and Raygan, Peter mustn't lose the Lady in the Moon because of a stupid promise exacted and made to get his sister out of some scrape. Eileen wouldn't break the promise, because a promise was one of the few things she and her brother Rags had never broken.
It would be interesting to see what she would say; but then, unless she were too seasick, she would probably laugh, and perhaps tell Lord Raygan. As for the visions themselves, only one had spirit enough left in her to be able to laugh at being thought a dryad or a mystery. She alone of the five would have known what "dryad" means.
She had learned bridge though cards bored her just as she had learned tennis and golf and all sorts of eccentric dances, in order to be popular, to be in the swim, to do just what the fashionable people were doing the people at the top, where she wanted to arrive. But she could not play poker! And if she could, it would have been impossible to go with Lord Raygan into the smoking-room.
Oh, Peter, won't the Van Raaltens and the Arlingtons fall over themselves with rage if the Earl of Raygan and his mother and sister stop with us for a fortnight!" "Stop with us for a fortnight!" mimicked Peter, scornful yet affectionate now. "You get more British every day in your accent and conversation, my kid." "Well, I try hard enough! I do like their way of speaking.
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