'Yes, I know, but men are so foolish. You see, Archie thinks'
'Of course he does.'
'You might let me finish.'
'Archie thinks you were never in love before.'
'Yes, he does. Well, of course, I wasn't in love with Phil'
'Not a little bit?'
'Oh, well'
'Nor with anyone else?'
Miss Dolly prodded the path with her parasol.
'Nor with anyone else?' I asked again.
Miss Dolly looked for an instant in my direction.
'Nor with anyone else?' I said.
Miss Dolly looked straight in front of her.
'Nor with' I began.
'Hullo, old chappie, where did you spring from?'
'Why, Archie!' cried Miss Dolly.
'Oh, how are you, Mickleham, old man? Take this seat; I'm just off—just off. Yes, I was, upon my honour—got to meet a man at the club. Good-bye, Miss Foster. Jove! I'm late!'
And as I went I heard Miss Dolly say, 'I thought you were never coming, Archie dear!' Well, she didn't think he was coming just then. No more did I.
