She nodded. He stared.
"What, get you into a row for talking to me?"
"He may not."
"No, but really, joking apart?" he said incredulously.
"Perhaps he won't."
"Oh, come, I say!... Look here, shall I go back with you and explain?"
The innocent! "I don't think I would," said Louie, smothering her laughter.
"But—hang it all! I say, I am sorry!"
"Oh?"
"I mean sorry I've got you into a row, of course," he amended.