"You'll be nasty."
"About the ship? Oh, no!"
"I thought you meant Lola."
"Perhaps I did; both ship and woman are 'hers,' you know. Next Thursday?"
"I shall be delighted."
"You look it. Do try and conceal your emotions better."
Askew laughed, and took up his hat. She was more like a mosquito than a human being, and he made for the door, weary of being stung. "I would rather be your friend than your husband, Lady Jim," he said coolly.
"What a compliment, seeing what husbands are! I ought to know."
"Oh, pardon me--I forgot," he stuttered, much confused.
She shook her head at him gravely. "What a child in arms you are!"