had not offered a tip to the friend of a gentleman who had often been mentioned to him, and who had been described by a member of Pandora's family as her lover.
"It's a case of ladies this time," Mr. Lansing remarked to Vogelstein, with a smile which seemed to confess, surreptitiously, and as if neither party could be eager, to recognition.
"Well, Mr. Bellamy says you'll do anything for him," Pandora said, smiling very sweetly at Mr. Lansing. "We haven't got much; we have been gone only two years."
Mr. Lansing scratched his head a little behind, with a movement which sent his straw hat forward in the direction of his nose. "I don't know as I would do anything for him that I should n't do for you," he responded, returning the smile of the girl. "I guess you 'd better open that one," and he gave a little affectionate kick to one of the trunks.
"Oh, mother, is n't he lovely! It's only your sea-things," Pandora cried, stooping over the coffer instantly, with the key in her hand.
"I don't know that I like showing them," Mrs. Day murmured, modestly.
Vogelstein made his German salutation to the company in general, and to Pandora he offered an audible good-by, which she returned in a bright, friendly voice, but without looking round as she fumbled at the lock of her trunk.
"We 'll try another, if you like," said Mr. Lansing, laughing.
