"Oh, I'll manage that," said Mrs. Munger. "I'm counting on Mrs. Savor."
She added in a hurried undertone to Annie: "I've asked a number of the
workpeople to stay--representative workpeople, the foremen in the different
shops and their families--and you'll find your friends of all classes
together. It's a great day for the Social Union!" she said aloud. "I'm sure
_you_ must feel that, Mr. Peck. Miss Kilburn and I have to thank you
for saving us from a great mistake at the outset, and now your staying,"
she continued, "will give it just the appearance we want. I'm going to keep
your little girl as a hostage, and you shall not go till I let you. Come,
Mrs. Savor!" She bustled away with Mrs. Savor, and Mr. Peck reluctantly
accompanied Annie down over the lawn.

He was silent, but Mr. Savor was hilarious. "Well, Mr. Putney," he said,
when he joined the group of which Putney was the centre, "you done that in
apple-pie order. I never see anything much better than the way you carried
on with Mrs. Wilmington."

"Thank you, Mr. Savor," said Putney; "I'm glad you liked it. You couldn't
say I was trying to flatter her up much, anyway."

"No, no!" Mr. Savor assented, with delight in the joke.

"Well, Annie," said Putney. He shook hands with her, and Mrs. Putney, who
was there with Dr. Morrell, asked her where she had sat.