"You would always do the right thing, and let the consequences take care of themselves?"
"That's about it."
"It is certainly the simplest. In fact I think it's too simple."
"Unless you plan to play God, one has to take the simple way."
"Play God? You've got two lots of tongue sandwiches there, do you know?"
"Unless you are clever enough to 'see before and after' like the Deity, it's best to stick to rules. Wow! The music has stopped and here comes my young woman like a hunting leopard." He watched Desterro come with a smile in his eyes. "Isn't that hat a knock-out!" He looked down at Lucy for a moment. "Do the obvious right thing, Miss Pym, and let God dispose."
"Weren't you watching, Rick?" she heard Desterro ask, and then she and Rick and The Nut Tart were overwhelmed by a wave of Juniors come to do their duty and serve tea. Lucy extricated herself from the crush of white caps and Swedish embroidery, and found herself face to face with Edward Adrian, alone and looking forlorn.
"Miss Pym! You are just the person I wanted to see. Have you heard that-"
A Junior thrust a cup of tea into his hand, and he gave her one of his best smiles which she did not wait to see. At the same moment little Miss Morris, faithful even in the throes of a Dem., came up with tea and a tray of cakes for Lucy.
"Let us sit down, shall we?" Lucy said.