“You aren’t really going?”
“I am!”
Nelly scribbled on a piece of paper.
“Here’s my address. I’ll be in all evening.”
“I’ll come and see you. Good-bye, Mr Brown. And thank you.”
“You’re welcome!” said Mr Brown.
Nelly watched Jill depart with wide eyes.
“Why did you tell her to do that?” she said.
“Why not?” said Mr Brown. “I started something, didn’t I? Well, I guess I’ll have to be leaving, too. Got to get back to rehearsal. Say, I like that friend of yours, Nelly. There’s no yellow streak about her! I wish her luck!”