"It's the heat of the room," said Alice. "Shall we go and sit outside on the terrace? Never mind about the lemonade. I'm not really thirsty."
Reggie followed her like a lamb. The prospect of the cool night air was grateful.
"That," murmured George, as he watched them depart, "ought to hold you for a while!"
He perceived Albert hastening towards him.
CHAPTER 13.
Albert was in a hurry. He skimmed over the carpet like a water-beetle.
"Quick!" he said.
He cast a glance at the maid, George's co-worker. She was reading a novelette with her back turned.
"Tell 'er you'll be back in five minutes," said Albert, jerking a thumb.
"Unnecessary. She won't notice my absence. Ever since she discovered that I had never met her cousin Frank in America, I have meant nothing in her life."