“Why don’t you take the lady for a spin, Phil?”
“Would you like to come, Eileen?” asked Phil.
“Would I? Oh, boy!”
Jim went over to her and put his hand on her shoulder as an older brother would do. He tilted up her chin, bent down and kissed her on the cheek.
“You don’t mind, old Phil!” he said.
He left her and jumped over to Phil with a laugh and a shout.
“And you beat him to it, laddie:––money, duplicity, hum-bug and all! You beat him! Man,––you’re great!”
And he was into the outer office, out on the street and away in his car before they could properly grasp his meaning.
Phil and Eileen followed out shortly afterwards, out into the sunshine, and soon they were driving up the steep hill from the town, leading to the Kelowna highway. It was some time before either spoke.