“You!” She was frankly surprised.
He gave her a brief account of the meeting.
“And—and he was passable?”
“Oh,” said John grudgingly, honesty forcing the truth from him, “he is really quite a decent fellow.”
She glanced up quickly, understanding his tone.
“You would rather,” said she, “dislike him quite frankly.”
“You have stated the case,” said John.
“I quite understand,” she nodded.
And then Antony and Michael came towards them from the cache. The two on the heather bestirred themselves.