"Ah, but that was ages ago! Why, you haven't been here two minutes! You can't be in such a hurry.... Anyhow, come here a second."
She obeyed, and leant over his shoulder.... Then he said abruptly—
"Yes, you had better go."
Blushing, she glided away at once, without another word.
Woodville remained at the desk, looking a little pale, and frowning. He had a theory that he was a very scrupulous man, with a high sense of honour. It was a worrying theory.
With a sigh he returned to the invitation cards.