Jimmy saw the concern in the girl’s eyes, and, manlike, it cheered him.
“It is hardly worth talking about,” he said hastily, “and I think we ought not to delay our departure a second.”
“I will not keep you a moment longer than I can help,” she said, and left the room to dress herself for the journey.
“Jimmy,” said Angel, as soon as she had gone, “cross my hand with silver, pretty gentleman, and I will tell your fortune.”
“Don’t talk rot,” replied Jimmy.
“I can see a bright future, a dark lady with big gray eyes, who——”
“For Heaven’s sake, shut up!” growled Jimmy, very red; “she’s coming.”
They reached the Safe Deposit when the bells of the city were chiming the half-hour after eleven.
“Shall we go in?” asked Jimmy.
“Better not,” advised Angel. “If Spedding knows we have a key it might spoil the whole show.”