She felt the necessity of being plain. “I suppose that if he hadn’t picked me up in the Park that day I’d have gone to the bad anyhow.”
“If madam’s thinkin’ about goin’ to the bad––”
She threw up her head defiantly. “Well, I am. What of it?”
“I was just thinkin’ as I might ’elp ’er a bit about that.”
She was puzzled. “I don’t think you know what I said. I said I was––”
“Goin’ to the bad, madam. That’s what I understood. But madam won’t find it so easy, not ’avin ’ad no experience like, as you might sye.”
“I didn’t know you needed experience—for that.”
“All good people thinks that wye, madam; but when you tackle it deliberate like, there’s quite a trick to it.”
“And do you know the trick?” was all she could think of saying.