‘Of course not.’
‘Then may we come to tea?’
‘Julian has got some tiresome people we don’t like, so we escaped, and Roddy suggested coming to find you.’
Roddy raised his eyebrows, smiling faintly.
‘Well, we both suggested it,’ continued Martin with a blush. ‘May we really stay?’
Which, oh, which of them had suggested it?...
‘Will you wait here while I go and put my hair right?’
‘It’s not dry yet,’ said Roddy. ‘Let me brush it at the back for you.’
She stood still in embarrassed pleasure while he brushed and combed her hair.