Fred. Had you ever saved her life then?
Sel. No! The timid creature only wanted to be directed to Ludgate Hill; while endeavoring to explain a short cut we walked as far as Piccadilly together. I believe I offered to escort her.
Fred. And she accepted?
Sel. After much hesitation! We chatted and got quite good friends and at last passed by the “Geranium,” a highly respectable establishment, where, you know they admit ladies as well as gentlemen.
Fred. A cock and hen club!
Sel. Yes—but that’s a detail—suddenly the thought struck me to ask her if she had supped and if she would accept—(Gesture.) She replied, no!
Fred. She refused?
Sel. No. She said, “No, I have not supped!”
Fred. She accepted then.