"Mamma," said Dolly, "will expect me to go to the De Saules; but as my holiday task is about Charles II, and we shall see him at the waxworks——"
"I leave all that to you," said Savile.
"Very well, then. Come and fetch me at three. I'm sure I can arrange it. Won't Robert be surprised!"
"One more thing," said Savile rather sternly. "Remember that I don't care two straws whether he's surprised or not, and I don't want his name mentioned again."
"Then it's not to annoy him?"
"No. It's to please me. Us."
"Very well."
She gave him her hand.
"And you won't even—now that we're engaged properly—give up seeing—The Other Girl on Wednesday?" she pleaded.
Savile frowned darkly.