"But, after all," she said, "it doesn't make it any better for me, because I'm all alone, while you're a party."
"I admit it has been said that Unity is Strength," said I, "but I don't know that that exactly applies—"
"And I can't walk home like this, even with that on." She indicated the chemise.
"Certainly not with that on: it'd only make it more indec—"
"More what?"
"Er—unusual. Indeed, it would."
She regarded me suspiciously. Then:
"What about you?"
"Me? How d'you mean?" I said uneasily.
"Well, couldn't you slip back to the hotel somehow? Quite quietly, I mean, and—"