She was inside the door now, bare arm escaping the cape and out toward him.
"Good night, Miss Becker. I—I hope I may be permitted to bring over those dippers some evening."
"Why—er—yes, thank you."
"Good night."
Turning out the hall light, Lilly felt her way carefully upstairs to save creaks.
"Lilly, that you?"
"Yes."
"Tear your dress?"
"No."
"Turn out the hall light?"