"You haven't spoken much to the bathing-dress lady!"
"Haven't I? I'd sooner speak to you."
"Would you? Perhaps I'll come and see you all alone one day, shall I?"
"I wish you would. And I wonder if I dare ask for a kiss?"
"Your musstache looks rather prickly, I think," she hesitated.
"Try it."
He lifted her high in the air and kissed her. He put her down gently and turned to bid other guests good-bye. At the door the Atom looked back and waved her hand.
"Good-bye, Mr. Yovil!" her voice rang out. "Don't forget the one in the—you know—" An obvious nod at the red and white striped lady completed the sentence.
When they reached Henley Road the door was opened by Herr Schmidt.
"My brother won the prize, Herr Schmidt." Sheila Pat's tone was full of decorous pride.