“A nice state you flung me into,” he remarked.
“It was rather an exciting evening,” she said demurely.
They walked straight into the morning-room, which was indiscreet, and Wilhelmina screamed.
“Peggy,” she cried, “Peggy, you bad girl!”
The two women went off together, of course, to talk about it, and Deyes and Macheson, like Englishmen all the world over, muttered something barely comprehensible, and then looked at one another awkwardly.
“Care for a game of billiards?” Macheson suggested.
“Right oh!” Deyes answered, in immense relief.