"Oh no."
"Fact. I think it made me love her all the more."
"Are you trying to make me jealous?" she asked, making a sad little effort to be light-hearted.
"I wish I could. There was a chap named Perigal, whom the little flirt preferred to me."
"Perigal?"
"Charlie Perigal. We were laughing about it only the week before last."
"He loved her too?"
"Rather. I remember we both subscribed to buy her a birthday present. Anyway, the week before last, we both asked each other what had become of her, and promised to let each other know if we heard anything of her."
"If I were Mavis Keeves, would you let him know?"
"No fear."