"Chartreuse," she said, with the oddest imaginable accent.
Julian ordered it hastily, and then immediately repeated his question.
"Never mind," Cuckoo replied. "It don't matter."
But he was not to be denied.
"D'you mean Valentine?" he asked.
She nodded her head slowly. Although Julian had half suspected that Valentine might be there this confirmation of his suspicion gave him a decided shock.
"Oh, he was just walking home from some party," he exclaimed.
"P'raps."
"I'm certain of it."
"He don't matter," she said with a hard accent.