"Well—I don't know anything about Miss Gunning. But for you——"
"You don't know anything about me."
"I do. I've seen you. And I stick to it. It's horrible."
"What's horrible?" said Miss Bickersteth, as they approached.
"Ask Mr. Brodrick."
But Brodrick, thus appealed to, drifted away towards Nicholson, murmuring something about that train he had to catch.
"What have you done to agitate him?" said Miss Bickersteth. "You didn't throw cold water on his magazine, did you?"
"I shouldn't have known he had a magazine."
"What? Didn't he mention it?"
"Not to me."