"Thanks so much! It was great cheek, I know, but I've had such a horrid fright. I couldn't think of any other way out, and you were the only possible person that occurred to me. You were very kind to me once, a long time ago. It's awfully decent of you not to mind."
"Please don't!" said Rivington. "That sort of thing always upsets me. Look here, can't we meet somewhere and talk things over? It would simplify matters enormously."
"Yes, it would. That is what I want to arrange. Could you manage some time this afternoon? Please say you can!"
"Of course I can," said Rivington promptly. "What place?"
"I don't know. It must be somewhere right away where no one will know us."
"How would the city do? That's nice and private."
A faint laugh came to his ear. "Yes; but where?"
Rivington briefly considered.
"St. Paul's Cathedral, under the dome, three o'clock. Will that do?"
"Yes, I'll be there. You won't fail?"