Enoch glanced askance at Diana, who shook her head. "This is entirely
out of my experience, Mr. Secretary," she said.
"Gustav," said Enoch, "it's not yet one o'clock. We must leave here at
five minutes before two. Something very simple, Gustav." He checked
several items on the card and gave it to the head waiter with a smile.
Gustav smiled too. "Yes, Mr. Secretary!" he exclaimed, and disappeared.
"And that's settled," said Enoch, "and we can forget it. Miss Allen,
when shall you go back to the Canyon?"
"Why," answered Diana, looking a little startled, "not till I've
finished the work for Mr. Watkins, and that will take six months, at
least."
"I think the President's idea will be that you must get to your own
work, at once. Some one else can carry on Watkins' researches."
"I ought to do some studying in the Congressional library," protested
Diana. "Don't you think Washington can endure me a few months longer,
Mr. Secretary?"
"Endure you!" Enoch's voice broke a little, and he gave Diana a glance
in which he could not quite conceal the anguish.
A sudden silence fell between the two that was broken by the waiter's
appearance with the first course. Then Diana said, casually:
"My father is going to be very happy when I write him about this.
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