Graeme laughed.
“It is well there is one prudent one among us.”
“I don’t believe she would at all approve of your smoking another cigar, for instance. They are nicer than usual, are they not?” said Rose, inhaling the fragrance from her brother’s case.
“Yes. I treated myself to a few of the very best, on the strength of Grove & Stone. They are very nice. Have one?”
Rose took it with great gravity.
“Suppose we take a little walk first, and smoke afterwards,” said she, coaxingly.
Arthur made a grimace.
“And where will you beguile me to, when you get me fairly out?”
“There is no telling, indeed,” said Rose. “Graeme, I am going to put on my new hat. When Mr Elliott honours us with his company, we must look our very best, you know.”
“But, Arthur, you have an engagement to-night. Don’t you remember?” asked Graeme.