"Whom shall I ask for if I don't see you?"
"'Miss Daintree;' but you're sure to see me."
"You won't be late?"
"No, I shall be there when it begins. Good-bye—and thanks!"
"Oh!—Good-bye."
He saw her smile to him again from the step—and the cab turned.
"What a lark! I say, isn't he mashed on you! Do you like his moustache? Hasn't he got lovely teeth?" exclaimed Tattie in the passage.
"Y-e-s.... He's rather nice," said Rosalind.