"Oh!" Nell gave a breathless little gurgle. "Thanks, but—"
"There's no necessity for anyone's help, thanks," said Ted, coldly.
"It was very kind of you," she interposed charmingly, "especially after I butted into you like that. But I've caught him, you see. That was all I wanted."
The old gentleman raised his hat, and retreated.
"You'll catch cold," said Ted. "You must have my coat."
"I'm not made of sugar! I won't!"
He shrugged his shoulders.
"You're to come back with me at once," she said imperiously.
Dr. Hildersley, from the corner house, looked forth admiringly: "What eyes! What a colour! I wouldn't mind betting the aunt isn't at home!"
Mrs. Denbigh at No. 41 looked out and shrugged her shoulders and smiled: "One of those mad Irish people! But what a pretty girl she is!"