"Just you wait! I'll get square! I'll beat you yet!"
She turned to go.
Jack suddenly bethought himself that Kate had advised him to make friends with Miriam. Just how far he was moved by a disinterested desire to further his case, and how far by Miriam's angry beauty, it would be well, perhaps, not to inquire.
"Don't go," he said.
She hesitated.
"I'll be bound you rushed away from home without any breakfast. Have some of mine."
Apparently the wisdom of resuming diplomatic relations must have occurred to her too, for she looked over her shoulder with a slow smile. Her eyes were still dangerous.
"Come and sit down," said Jack. "I'll make fresh coffee on the machine."
She swayed towards the table with inimitable nonchalance. Sitting, she gave Jack an inscrutable glance of the strange eyes, and languidly pulled off her gloves.
"By George! You're good to look at!" he said impulsively. It was surprised out of him.