The admission brought out again smile and hand.
“Can I come and see you?” he added whimsically.
“Do you honestly want to?” she asked, echoing his tone.
“I should very much like to, indeed,” said Goddard.
That evening, Lady Phayre sent down her card, from behind the grating, to Aloysius Gleam. He came up after a while.
“I didn’t know you were here,” he said.
“Who do you think got me the tickets?”
“I haven’t the vaguest idea.”
“Mr. Goddard,” said Lady Phayre.