“I will think of it,” she promised.
“You must do more than think of it,” he urged. “It is intolerable that you should be followed about by such a creature. I am sure that he can be got rid of.”
She turned and looked at him. Her face scarcely reflected his enthusiasm.
“It may be more difficult than you think,” she said. “You see you do not know how much of truth there is in his story.”
“If it were all true,” he said doggedly, “it may still be possible.”
“I will think of it,” she repeated. “I cannot say more.”
They talked for a while in somewhat dreamy fashion, Anna especially being more silent than usual. At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the room, and sprang to her feet.
“Heavens, look at the time!” she exclaimed. “It is incredible. I shall barely be in time for the theatre. I must go and dress at once.”
He too rose.
“I will wait for you on the pavement, if you like,” he said, “but I am going to the ‘Unusual’ with you. Your maid would not be of the least protection.”