"Please."
Next moment Miss Amelia Welwyn, feeling that the bottom had not dropped out of the universe after all, was giving Mr. Richard Mainwaring a kiss.
"Where is Tilly this morning?" asked Dicky carelessly.
"Gone out," said Amelia--"to look for a job. She gave up the other one when she got--engaged."
"I see," said Dicky, nodding his head.
"I suppose you have come to break it off," continued the experienced Amelia. "They all said last night you were bound to do it, after what had happened."
"That sort of thing," explained Dicky, "is done for one by one's parents, I believe. I am rather young, you see," he added apologetically.
He rose, gently displacing his small admirer from his knee.
"Now I must be off," he said. "Give this to Tilly for me, will you?"
Amelia was still twisting and turning the letter in her hands when the bang of the front door signalled Dicky's departure.