"I don't think," said Jenny. "Or if she did, it must have lain in the window and got forgotten since the year before last. Besides, what a shocking color. It's like anchovy paste."
Madge Wilson and Maudie Chapman now appeared from round a corner, and, since Maurice was already on his way downstairs, Jenny ran after him to prevent a double journey.
"Wait, wait," she called after him. "Madge and Maudie are coming, too."
He stopped and waved to her.
"Jenny—quick, one kiss—over the banisters. Do."
"Do, do, do, I want you to," she mocked in quotation. But all the same she kissed him.
"I absolutely adore you," he whispered. "Do you love me as much to-day as you did yesterday?"
"Oh, I couldn't answer all that in my head. I should have to put it down on paper."
"No, don't tease. Do you? Do you?"
"Of course, baby," she assured him.