"Do you go much to Iddlesleigh Gate?"
"Well, just at present, you see——"
"I mean, could you go? Where does all this take place? In that library? (Yes, I've been once.)"
"Yes. At least that's where we were that night."
Still Louie looked steadily into his eyes. "Now this really is Surrey and Sadlers Wells," she said. "Could you get those papers out of her way—anyhow—so that she doesn't read them?"
Billy twinkled a little. "It takes a woman to do these things, Louie."
"Suppose without asking any questions, if you did I'd—marry Roy?" After all, to marry Roy would be no worse than anything else now.
The twinkle disappeared. Billy was grave again.
"I'd like you to marry Roy, Louie."
"Well ... is it a bet?"