Julie laughed too.
“I always hated discipline,” she said.
“I can’t understand any girl sitting out,” Van Bleit interposed. “That men can’t find partners is common enough. There are plenty of fellows supporting the door-posts to-night.”
“Yes; but they want amusing,” Julie returned brightly. “They won’t give their services for nothing.”
“There is something very decadent in the sound of that,” Mrs Lawless remarked.
Before rising, she leaned across the table and addressed herself directly to the girl.
“Do you ever get as far as Rondebosch?” she asked.
“I get farther than that,” Julie answered. “I cycle, you know.”
“Then, take pity on my loneliness. I am an Englishwoman, unused to the Colony. Will you ride out to see me some day?”
“Of course I will... Any time you wish.”