"Can you get to the Albert Hall to-night, Fitch?" said Daphne.
"I think so, madam. If we go slow."
"Can you get back from the Albert Hall to-morrow afternoon?" said Berry.
"If I can get there, sir, I can get back."
"How long will it take?"
"I ought to do it in 'alf an hour, sir. I can push along in the Park, where it's all straight going. It's getting along the streets as'll take the time. It's not that I won't find me way, but it's the watchin' out for the hother vehicles, so as they don't run into you."
"Bit of an optimist, aren't you?"
"I don't think so, sir."
"Thank you, Fitch," said Daphne hastily. "Half-past nine, please."
"Very good, madam."