"I must get back," she said.
"But it's only just two," he replied.
"I know, but then I came out five minutes early."
"Are they so fierce as that?"
"Yes, I daren't be late. Mr. Bonsfield gives me his letters directly after lunch. I think he'd tell me I might go, if I was late. You see it's very easy for them to get a secretary, the work's not difficult though there's a lot of it; and there are hundreds of girls who'd be ready to fill my place in a moment."
He watched her considerately. "Thank God, my lance is free," he said. "Well—I suppose you must—if you must. I've enjoyed the talk."
Her eyes lighted, smiling. "So have I—immensely—it is very good of you. Good-bye." She held out her hand.
"Do you think you get off so lightly?" he asked.
"How do you mean?"
"I mean—do you think I'm going to let you go without some chance of seeing you again?"