Can you come about
three, if that suits Abbott's schedule?"
"Not till to-morrow, I'm afraid," said the Attorney General.
Enoch nodded. "It's just as well. I think I'll have some private
advices from Mexico by then that may somewhat change our angle of
attack. All right, Jonas! I'm coming. Ask Miss Allen to meet me at
the carriage."
But he overtook Diana in the elevator. She wore the brown silk suit,
and Enoch thought she looked a little flushed and a little more lovely
than usual.
"I'm a marked person, Mr. Secretary," she said, with a twinkle in her
eyes. "You'd scarcely believe how many total strangers have asked me
to introduce them to you, since you walked up Pennsylvania Avenue with
me."
"I'm glad you have an appreciative mind," returned Enoch. "I hope that
you are circumspect also, and won't impose on me because of my
condescension."
"I'll try not to," Diana answered meekly, as Enoch followed her into
the carriage.
They smiled at each other, and Enoch went on, "Of course, I've been
feeling rather proud of the opportunity to display myself before
Washington with you. I've been called indifferent to women. I'm
hoping now that the gossips will say, 'Aha! Huntingdon's a deep one!
No wonder he's been indifferent to the average woman!'"
Diana eyed him calmly.
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