“At your flat?” doubtfully.
“Yes. Why not?”
Hal knit her forehead and looked perplexed. She had so insistently declined to go hitherto, that she was loath now to change her mind. Yet she felt it was rather silly to have any fear of him now.
In the end she went.
It was only eight o’clock, and he promised to take her home about nine. Besides, something in his manner was baffling her, and she wanted to understand how they stood.
Once in the sumptuous, beautifully furnished flat, however, he seemed to change. He came up to her suddenly, put his arms round her, and kissed her.
“At last,” he breathed. “At last I’ve got you absolutely to myself.”
“Don’t do that.”
Hal disengaged herself and held him at arm’s length. For a moment she looked steadily into his eyes, and then she asked:
“How has this report of your engagement got into the papers?” Her lips curled a little. “I presume you would hardly act to me like this if it is true.”