"Not very much."
"You've paid me a great compliment," he said, looking highly pleased with himself.
Then he spoke of Miss Meakin.
"You'll tell her what I've done for you?"
"Most certainly."
"Last night, at the 'light fantastic' I told you of, we had a bit of a tiff, when I spoke my mind. Would you believe it, she only danced twenty hops with me out of the twenty-three set down?"
"What bad taste!"
"I'm glad you think that. Her sending you to me shows she isn't offended at what I said. I did give it her hot. I threw in plenty of scientific terms and all that."
"Poor girl!" remarked Mavis.
"Yes, she was to be pitied. But here we are at the station."