“How very imprudent of them!”
“Yes. There was a young man in the Pitt.”
“Well?”
“That’s all. It’s me, you know.”
Ealing got up and stretched slowly and luxuriously.
“I must go and change. I believe one oughtn’t to sit in wet things. But if one does it frequently enough, it doesn’t seem to hurt one, and the same remark applies to muffins.”
“I shall try sitting in a muffin,” said Reggie thoughtfully. “I never thought of it before.”
“Do. Are you going into Hall to-night?”
“Yes, unless you ask me to dinner.”
“I have no intention whatever of doing that,” said Ealing.