"None, thank goodness; but I'd like to do a pal a good turn, and so——"
"Well?"
"If you'll accept a bit of advice."
"Out with it."
"Don't lose any time, if you do mean business. He's being warned against you."
"Aren't you clever enough to know the result of that?"
"Yes, if the advice comes from a woman—but supposing it's from a man?"
"Who?"
"Kent-Lauriston."
Miss Fitzgerald so far forgot herself as to whistle.