"There must be a way out," he answered fiercely. "I will find it when I can get this wretched visit over. You can't go on like this."
She tried to soothe him down, almost as a mother soothes a child. "All right, dear, you shall find it when you come back. We'll see what can be done."
Lalage went down to the station to see him off. They arrived in plenty of time, and when he had taken his ticket they went into the refreshment booth for some sandwiches. They sat down, and for a minute or two, neither said anything. Then, suddenly, Jimmy turned to her.
"How are you off for money, Lalage?" he asked.
The girl coloured slightly. "Quite all right, thanks," she answered after a moment's hesitation. "Really I am, Jimmy, and, anyway, I wouldn't let you run yourself short."
But he was not satisfied. "Are you sure? Take some in case of accidents."
She shook her head. "No, there's no need. I shall be able to pull along."
He gave in reluctantly. "Well, you've got my address. Let me know if you do get short, because I should hate to think——" He broke off abruptly, then went on. "Promise you'll let me know."
Lalage nodded. "Yes, I promise."