"I know. Your man asked me. Awfully good of him."
"Why didn't you come, then?"
The inimitable Stanton ceased to be a snake, and, becoming erect, touched his cap.
"Car's all right, my lord," he said.
"Oh, is it? Get in, then.—I didn't know if you wanted me to come, Jeannie. I'm not sure if I wanted to either. But I expect the two are one. It's funny, isn't it? Try me again."
"Well, come back with Victor and me after Bray," she said.
"Rather. It's Bray first, though. We shan't be late for dinner after all. What a bore; I like being uniform and consistent. Look here, do promise me a morning or an afternoon or something down there. Just half a day alone with you."
She got into the car, he following.
"Yes, you dear," she said. "Of course you shall have it. A whole day if you like, morning and afternoon."
"Jove! I'm on in that piece. Sure you won't be bored?"