— XI —THE END OF THE PARTY
He seemed more surprised to see her than she did to see him. Indeed, she greeted him with a little grimace, which, if it was not unbecoming, was impertinent.
“Well? Did you see Doris off?”
“I beg your pardon?”
“Oh, don’t do that; I’m sure apologising is quite out of your line. Did you find Doris an empty carriage? and did you tip the guard to keep it empty? and did you put her in a corner seat? and supply her with plenty of books and papers? and look after her as a father ought to do? I suppose people did take you for her father?”
He regarded her for some moments; then came a little further into the room.
“So you’ve not gone.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. Have a hundred up. If you’ll give me twenty, I’ll play you for a shilling.”
“There is still time; let me adv
