“Mr. Longdon? Then that keeps up?”
“‘That’?”—she was at a loss.
“I mean his intimacy—with Mitchy.”
“So far as it IS an intimacy.”
“But didn’t you, by the way”—and he looked again at his watch—“tell me they’re just about to turn up together?”
“Oh not so very particularly together.”
“Mitchy first alone?” Vanderbank asked.
She had a smile that was dim, that was slightly strange. “Unless you’ll stay for company.”
“Thanks—impossible. And then Mr. Longdon alone?”
“Unless Mitchy stays.”