The young people walked almost all afternoon; it was only when Lily began to notice pangs of hunger that she realized that it must be late.
“Shall we have tea somewhere, and go back in a taxi?” she suggested.
“All right about the taxi—but we mustn’t wait for tea,” Marjorie reminded her. “Remember, we still have to get back to college tonight.”
“As you say! Just as you say, Captain!” agreed her room-mate, docibly.
When the girls were finally on the train, and had waved their last good-byes to the others, Lily turned expectantly to Marjorie.
“Let’s have a good gossip, Marj,” she began.
“What about?” inquired the other languidly.
“Why, the week-end—the boys—and Ethel—”
“Oh, I can say all that in one sentence: We had a perfectly marvellous time, and I love them all.”
“Is that all?” asked Lily, in a disappointed tone.