“I’ve done it again, Eve.”
“What?”
Jeremy stepped to the fire.
“Got stopped in the Park.”
“Jeremy!”
“I’m awfully sorry, dear. It’s a kind of disease with me.”
“But you gave me your word——”
“I know. I’m frightfully sorry. I wasn’t thinking about speed. As a matter of fact, I was talking to Hudibras. And then, just as I was going to switch out of Clarence Gate, they pulled me up. Perfectly ridiculous, of course. The road was clear.”
“That’s hardly the point,” said Eve coldly.
“I know, I know.” He paused. Then: “Of course, you’ll think I’m mad, but—Eve, ten minutes later I did it again.”