“It is certainly embarrassing. I would rather you had been… well, just any one.”
“You’ll get used to it,” still with the twinkle in his eyes. “In the meantime you haven’t answered my question. When will you come for another ride?”
She did not reply, and he leaned a little closer.
“You will come again?”
“I’m afraid Brother Dudley wouldn’t like it”; and then they both laughed.
“Will you come in?” as they drew up before her door.
“I’m afraid I haven’t time; and besides, I’m a little afraid of Brother Dudley. I only feel equal to the Prime Minister this evening.”
She held out her hand.
“Well, thank you ever so much. You saved me from a dreadfully tight corner.”
“The thanks should be all mine; you saved me from unmitigated boredom. I cursed my chauffeur for going down with ‘flu’ today, but now I feel ready to raise his salary for it.”