“Bother people!” cried Stella, and immediately she put them in their place somewhere very far down in the bass.
“Well, anyway,” said Michael, “I understood what Mrs. Haden meant, and I’ve agreed not to see Lily until after I leave school.”
“And then?”
“Well, then I shall see her,” said Michael.
“And drive back at eleven o’clock in hansoms?”
“Not unless I can be engaged,” Michael surrendered to convention.
“And don’t you mind?”
“Of course I mind,” he confessed gloomily.
“Why did you agree, then?” Stella asked.
“I had to think about Lily, just as I should have to think about you,” he challenged.