"Oh, perhaps, perhaps not," said Kitty archly. "Perhaps it isn't the aunt they want to see——"
A passer-by elbowed Louie off the pavement; all she caught of what followed was Kitty's laugh.
"So that accounts for the new blouse! You never think of asking me down to Guildford, Archie!" she said reproachfully.
"You must get a chaperon," Archie replied gallantly; "can't be did without, Kitt-oh. The mater don't allow running after yours truly."
Then of another light passage Louie heard only the concluding laugh.
"Well, what of it?" Archie was saying knowingly; and Louie heard something else about apron-strings. "Pale blue baby ribbon ones, eh what?" Archie added, with a grin.
"Archie!" Kitty reproved him.
"Oh, come off it!" replied the fancy stationer's son. "As if a fellow hadn't eyes! If you girls will wear pneumonia blouses——"
"Archie, you're dreadful!" said Kitty, deliciously shocked.
"Well, it's a tannersworth at the Holborn Public Baths for Jeff next week-end——"