"No," said Henry.
"Beastly place. Wouldn't have been there if it weren't for your sister. Good dancing, though. Do you dance?"
"No, I don't," said Henry.
"You're wise on the whole. Awful bore having to talk to girls you don't know. One simply doesn't talk, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, I know," said Henry.
Silence.
Millie came in. Henry got up.
"Think I'll be off now, Millie," he said. "Got a lot to do. Will you creep away from your Cromwell Road to-morrow and have lunch with me?"
"All right," she said, with a readiness that showed that this was in some way a challenge to Mr. Baxter.
"I'll fetch you—one-fifteen."