“Yes, yes!” she said eagerly. “What about tea? I’ll come to——”
“The same place,” he interrupted quickly, and she understood that he did not want her to mention the name of the tea-shop that had so often served them as rendezvous.
“What time?”
“About half-past five. I shan’t get away any earlier.”
“All right, darling. I’ll be there.”
“Sure you’re all right?”
“Yes, quite all right now,” Elsie declared, laughing happily.
“I must go. See you later, then?”
“Yes. Good-bye, boy.”
The answering good-bye came to her faintly over the wires as the final click warned her that he had hung up the receiver.