"Ricky here," Martin said, "has been so decent about the whole thing that I don't know how to thank him."
"Nonsense, old boy! Nonsense!"
Jenny's eyes brimmed over as she regarded her (they hoped) ex-fiancé.
"You are a dear, Ricky."
"Not a bit of it old girl! Not a bit of it!"
In another minute, Martin thought he'll convince himself he really has made a heroic sacrifice.
"Martin," said Jenny, and hesitated. "Will you take me out somewhere tonight?"
At this change of subject, Ricky became natural again.
"That's not a bad idea! You can take my car. But where would you go for a beano in unexplored wilds like these?"
"That's not it" Jenny shook her head vehemently, still looking at Martin. "Will you just take me somewhere, and drive and drive and drive? I don't care where. Will you?"