“No, I don’t know that I can, either. I’m afraid you won’t understand.”
“Give me a sporting chance at it.”
How very English he was! Had he been American, she might have appealed to his sense of the jocular and absurd. No hope with this ultra-British solemnity.
“Well,” she began desperately, “there’ are some people in this car that I don’t want to see.”
“In the—er—compartment?”
“In both compartments. And they mustn’t see me.”
“Quite so.”
“But they’ve already seen me.”
“Awkward, that,” he murmured.
“Not so awkward as if they’d seen me alone. They’ve seen us. Together.”