"Because, if there is room for two more, my wife and I would like to be
invited."
Shackwell nodded his assent and turned away without answering. As he
came out of the lobby into the clear sunset radiance he saw a victoria
drive up the long sweep to the Capitol and pause before the central
portion. He descended the steps, and Mrs. Mornway leaned from her furs
to greet him.
"I have called for my husband," she said, smiling. "He promised to get
away in time for a little turn in the Park before dinner."