“Oh, but you will before I go. We shan’t go before next Friday. In fact I can’t. You see, I only get off in the afternoons, and William says there’s a waistcoat——”
“I capitulate,” said Willoughby quietly. “Friday? In three days’ time? Is Mrs.—er—Mrs.——“.
“Le Fevre.”
“—Le Fevre weary of Holy Brush?”
“Not that I know of,” said Spring. “I want your advice.”
“Yes?” said Willoughby.
“I have been offered another situation.”
“As companion?”
“Yes.”
Bagot took out tobacco and started to fill a pipe.