“Pay it back whenever you get it.”
“All right,” he agreed quietly. “But——”
“But what?”
“That may be a long while.”
“I don’t care. I want to see Naples.”
“I’m not over-careful about paying debts. I’m likely to repudiate,” he warned. “My memory is almost useless.”
“Well, leave it to me in your will and—hurry!”
Five bells tolled off smartly. The lady strode forward and tugged at his arm. He laughed quietly and followed.
“Really,” he told her as they slid down the steep plank, “I’m awfully keen for this trip.”
“Oh, yes, you are—not,” she looked him over with a meaning glance. “But I don’t care. I couldn’t stay on that boat all day. There’s that cocher. Quick, get him before he drives away. I love those old dinky carriages, don’t you? Hey!” she called and waved a parasol. “Ici! Come over here! We want to get in!”