“Was he very angry?”
“Oh, dreadfully! I never saw him so angry.”
“It is better when men are angry than when they are sorry,” said Sybil. “Something like this once happened to me, and he got over it very well. I think it was much more my fault, too,” she added thoughtfully.
“Oh, I am sure you never did anything bad in your life,” said Joe affectionately. “Nothing half so bad as this–my dear Snow Angel!” And so they kissed again and went to lunch.
“I suppose you went to walk,” remarked Miss Schenectady, when they met at table.
“Yes,” said Joe, “we walked a little.”
“Well, all Englishmen walk, of course,” continued her aunt.
“Most of them can,” said Joe, smiling.
“I mean, it is a great deal the right thing there. Perhaps you might pass me the pepper.”
Before they had finished their meal the door opened, and Ronald Surbiton entered the room.