CHAPTER 19Lois Reddle was in no mood to return to Chester Square; but she was less willing to break faith with the woman whom she was beginning to dislike, and debated the question, she and Lizzy, on the Charlotte Street doorstep.
“Let’s stay,” urged Lizzy. “At any rate, don’t let’s go back yet. We shan’t see anything of Selwyn. Besides, remember what Mike said.”
“What Mike said means nothing to me—if by ‘Mike’ you mean Michael Dorn,” said Lois quietly. “We must go back, Lizzy—I’ve promised.”
Lizzy groaned.
“Oh, these honourable people—you make my head ache! Well, don’t let’s go back yet,” she urged. “The old lady said you could stay out to do a theatre. What’s the hurry?”
Again Lois hesitated.
“No, we’ll go back now,” she said firmly.
She looked across the road. An idler was standi
