"You'll appreciate me all the more for being kept waiting."
"I've waited years," he said.
"I'll go for a drive with you to-morrow."
So it went on until the week before the Guineas.
"You're trying to fool me. You think you can get something for nothing as easily now as you could when you were at the Vanity."
"Be reasonable, my dear man," she begged. "Your money is perfectly safe. What are you risking? If Tony loses the Derby you win me the moment you put in my hands the title-deeds of Clare. If Tony wins the Derby...." She let her deep-brown eyes gaze into his.
"Kiss me," said Houston. "Kiss me once and I'll believe you."
A good lady's maid is bound to enjoy a considerable amount of intimacy in her relationship with her mistress; no lover is allowed as much. Dorothy from youth had trained her kisses to be her servants; they had always served her well, and if a degree of intimacy was unavoidable it was always the intimacy of a servant, which does not count. One of these kisses she summoned to her aid now.
Tony proposed that Lonsdale should drive them down to Newmarket for the Guineas, but Lonsdale said he was booked to fly on that day.
"You never come near us now," said Dorothy, reproachfully.