“Gerald!”
But, after the usual negotiations, Neaera was brought to consent to that day three weeks, provided Lord Tottlebury’s approval was obtained.
“And, please, don’t quarrel with your cousin any more!”
“I can afford to let him alone now.”
“And—— Are you going, Gerald?”
“No time to lose. I’m off to see the governor, and I shall come back and fetch you to dine in Portman Square. Good-bye for an hour, darling!”
“Gerald, suppose——”
“Well!”
“If—if—— No, nothing. Good-bye, dear; and——”
“What is it, sweet?”