"Ah! You didn't believe me when I told you I'd come and fetch you! But, you see, here I am."
"Sweet of you, dear," said Sylvia.
"And a fine place it is—well worth coming to see, isn't it?" said Frank, laughing a great deal.
"Well, we'd better be off. I kept the cab because of dining at Aunt William's to-night. You know, Sylvia, we're late."
"Oh, yes, dear. I'd almost given you up."
As they went to the door, Savile suddenly turned round, and having decided a debate in his mind, said—
"I know all about it. I congratulate you, Woodville. But we'll keep it dark a bit yet, eh?"
Savile thought his knowing of the engagement made it more conventional.
The brother and sister drove off.
Sylvia was silent. Savile did not say a single word until they nearly reached home. Then he remarked casually—