August noon
`` Hang on to my hair . It wo n't hurt , '' he commanded . She obeyed literally , clawing two handfuls of his thick reddish shock in her tiny grasp , and Jaffery lumbered along like an elephant with a robin on his head , unconscious of her weight . We mounted to the terrace in front of the house and having established my guests in easy chairs , I went indoors to order such drink as would be refreshing on a sultry August noon . When I returned I found Jaffery , with Susan on his knee , questioning Adrian , after the manner of a primitive savage , on the subject of `` The Diamond Gate , '' and Adrian , delighted at the opportunity , dazzling our simple-minded friend with publisher 's statistics . `` And you 're writing another ? Deep down in another ? ''