“No; not at all.”
“I shall keep you but a moment. But I felt that I must have a little talk with you before....”
“Before....” he prompted, as she hesitated.
“Before I begin my day’s work. And since the safest place for a confidential conversation is in the midst of a crowd....”
“So we are going to have a confidential conversation?” queried Selden, falling into step beside her.
“Yes; on my part, at least. Like the baron, I am going to place all my cards on the table.”
“It is what I had been hoping,” said Selden, quietly.
She looked at him quickly, smiling a little.
“Yes; I saw in your eyes last night that you were not pleased with me. Perhaps I had had too much champagne. But I am quite recovered from that!”
“So am I,” said Selden, grimly. “In fact, I am very sober—I have even some twinges of remorse.”