"She's coming here," he explained to Elizabeth, "she was starting out to do some errands. She didn't want me there, at any rate. Perhaps Chambers is expected."
"The walls of that house are as thin as paper," Elizabeth said, "and I'm glad you don't have to go there. Her mother might be around."
"It's awfully decent of her to come here."
"She is awfully decent."
"She's scared."
"Who wouldn't be?" Elizabeth said. "My gracious!"
"I suppose I ought to try to get into some kind of decent clothes."
"No," said Elizabeth, "stay in those."
"But I've been mustered out. I ought to be in 'cits'."
"She'd like you better in those," Elizabeth said, positively.