“That’s what my young man says when he whistles up the tube,” said Mollie.
Madge Vernon looked at her friend and said rather “meaningly”: “Don’t you want to see him? If so I shouldn’t if I were you.”
“Oh, yes,” said Clare, trying to appear quite cool. “If it’s on business.”
“Very well, ma’am,” said Mollie. As she left the room she said under her breath: “I thought you would.”
“Do you have business relations with Mr. Bradshaw?” asked Madge Vernon.
“Yes,” said Clare; “no.... In a sort of way.”
“I thought he was a novelist,” said Madge.
“So he is.”
“Dangerous fellows, novelists.”
“Hush!” said Clare. “He might hear you.”