She rested her elbows on the table and her chin in her hands.
"Shall I try to thank you, Ted?"
He flushed in horror.
"Good Lord, no! I say, have another cake."
She laughed softly.
"I don't want any more, thanks. I—"
"Do have some more tea."
She shook her head.
"If you'll let me speak—"
"You might give me some more, will you?"