CHAPTER XXX
It was a fascinated Billy who listened to Geraldine's story of her interview with Tydvil and Nicholas that evening. Said he, at the close of the narrative, "By Jove, Gerry, I'd like to slam that Nicholas bird in the jaw."
"Shouldn't advise you to try, Billy," she laughed. "And besides, after all, his behaviour was really courteous and friendly."
"Dashed cheek asking us to dinner, I think," growled Billy.
She ran her fingers through his hair. "Here's a confession. I'd have loved to have accepted that invitation. I think a dinner with Mr. Senior would be delightful--while it lasted."
"Gerry!"
"But I didn't accept; too risky." There was a trace of regret in her voice.
"Why, if you had, Tyddie as Basil Williams might have landed the lot of us in quod." Billy was not mollifie
