"There, isn't that just like you!" said Miss Fashion. "No, nothing so serious as that."
"Miss Beguile has come," said Miss Dangleum, "and she asked you down to a private view of her eyes."
"Oh, Nina!" said Miss Beguile, in soft expostulation.
"We also wanted her to see yours," said Miss Nina daringly. "She doesn't believe cadets have any under those caps."
Magnus doffed his own particular cap, as in duty bound, but the view Miss Beguile got of his eyes was very short and unsatisfactory.
"Now find us a nice seat," said Miss Dangleum. "We've got lots of boodle."
"Certainly—at any other time," began Magnus, "but now——"
"You don't mean to say you've got a previous?" cried the girls.
"Very previous, indeed. I am just going to meet my mother."
"Your mother?" said Miss Beguile with the sweetest air of interest. "How charming!"