"And your silence—may I put the usual interpretation on it?"
"I suppose so," he said, shame-facedly. "Please don't think me ungracious," he added.
"You very dear person!" she cried; and after that they walked for fully five minutes without exchanging a word.
The matter had been decided and, according to their wont, there was no further manifestation, no further reference to it on either side. Each understood the other's emotions, and that sufficed.
CHAPTER VIII.
"Shall I put you into a hansom?" said Morgan, looking at his watch as they passed out of the park. "It is getting on towards two."
"Mayn't I come in and smoke a cigarette?" pleaded Lady Thiselton. "My nerves have been tried a little, and a few minutes' rest will soothe me."
"I fear the lady of the house would not approve."
"Oh! we shall creep in quietly without disturbing her pious dreams. Do be nice, Morgan. You know I never smoke any other cigarettes than yours—I am never wicked except in your company."