"Oh, no!" she replied with emphasis.
"Well, I'm jolly glad it did stop, anyway," said Richard. "What a lark, eh?"
She agreed that the lark was ideal. They walked down the road till a car should overtake them.
"Do you think she suspects anything?" Eva asked.
"I'll swear she doesn't," said Richard, positively. "It'll be a bit of a startler for the old girl."
"No doubt you've heard," said Eva, haltingly, "that Mr Loggerheads has cast eyes on Mary."
"And do you think there's anything in that?" Richard questioned sharply.
"Well," she said, "I really don't know." Meaning that she decidedly thought that Mary had been encouraging advances from Mr Loggerheads.
"Well," said Richard, superiorly, "you may just take it from me that there's nothing in it at all.... Ha!" He laughed shortly. He knew Mary.
Then they got on a car, and tried to behave as though their being together was a mere accident, as though they had not become engaged to one another within the previous twenty-four hours.