"Goes what?"
"Goes to blazes, then, as it should."
"As it should," echoed Mavis.
"Dear little Mavis!" smiled Windebank, "But it's big Mavis now."
He called the waiter, to give him a note with which to pay the bill.
"What wicked waste!" remarked Mavis in an undertone.
"When it's been time spent with you?"
When the bill and the change were brought, Windebank would not look at either.
"How can you be so extravagant?" she murmured.
"When one's with you, it's a crime to think of anything else."