SHE came to meet him, keeping her back to Marston, her face thrust a little forward in the way it had, looking for the protection of Robert's kind eyes. Only when she had his hand in hers she turned.
"May I introduce Mr. Wilfrid Marston?"
The two men bowed, glancing at each other with eyes urbanely innocent of curiosity.
"I'm sorry to have had to keep you waiting," said Kitty.
"So am I," said Marston. "Our business took rather longer than we thought."
"Business generally does," said Lucy.
"It need not have taken quite so long if I could have persuaded Mrs. Tailleur to think a little of her own advantage."
"I have," said Kitty, "an admirable adviser in Mr. Marston."
"You are always kind. Even if you don't always act on my advice."
"Sometimes you think you know your own affairs best."