She was in reality very much bored by the company of the two aunts in the little restaurant to which they eventually went.
“Why don’t you go and see your poor mother, Elsie?”
“I do see her, Aunt Gertie.”
“Not very often, dear.”
“As often as I’ve time for,” said Elsie curtly.
“Geraldine’s not looking well,” Aunt Ada began next.
“What happened to that young fellow she was supposed to be going with last year?”
Horace Williams called abruptly for his bill. “It’s after twelve, and I’ve got to be at work to-morrow, if you ladies haven’t. All good things must come to an end, you know.”
“It’s been most pleasant, I’m sure,” said Aunt Gertie.
And when Horace had gone to pay the account at the cash-desk, she added sentimentally to Elsie: