Totty would not look round. It was Ackroyd's voice.
'I say, Totty!'
But she walked on. Ackroyd remained on the edge of the pavement. In a minute or two he saw that Miss Nancarrow was coming towards him unaccompanied.
'Oh, it's you, is it?' she said. 'What do you want, Mr. Ackroyd?'
'Why didn't you come this afternoon?'
'Well, I like that! Why didn't you come?'
'I was a bit late. I really couldn't help it, Totty. Did you go away before I came?'
'Why, of course I did. How long was I to wait?'
'I'm very sorry. Let's go somewhere now. I've been waiting about for more than an hour on the chance of seeing you.'
He mentioned the chief music-hall of the neighbourhood.