"Oh, no, it isn't. I want to. I shall bring my own as well and eat it on the step."
"Better and better!" said Rivington.
She laughed her own peculiarly light-hearted laugh.
"I've a good mind to turn you out and sleep there myself. I'm longing to know what it feels like."
"You can if you want to," he said.
She shook her head.
"I daren't, by myself."
"I'll have my kennel underneath," he suggested.
But she shook her head again, though she still laughed.
"No, I mustn't. What would Mrs. Perkiss say? She has a very high opinion of me at present."