He wanted to call for her at the hospital, but she wouldn't have that, and so it was arranged they should meet at the tube station in Piccadilly. Though she was early at the rendezvous, he was earlier still, and the moment he saw her he exclaimed fervently, “My word, but you're a little beauty, aren't you?” and she thrilled at the admiration she saw in his eyes.
He took her to Claridge's, and it was well he had booked a table as the place was thronged. Dora looked round with a flushed face and widely-opened eyes. The suggestion of wealth was everywhere. Superbly-gowned women seemed to occupy every table, and never before, except in a jeweller's window, had she seen such beautiful precious stones. Most of the men, too, looked distinguished and as if, even if they were not among the best-bo
