Tanny, who was sitting opposite Jim, dropped her head in confusion.
“ What's tomorrow?” said Jim.
“ Thursday,” said Lilly.
“ Thursday,” repeated Jim. And he looked up and got Lilly's eye. He wanted to say “Friday then?”
“ Yes, I'd rather you went Thursday,” repeated Lilly.
“ But Rawdon—!” broke in Tanny, who was suffering. She stopped, however.
“ We can walk across country with you some way if you like,” said Lilly to Jim. It was a sort of compromise.
“ Fine!” said Jim. “We'll do that, then.”
It was lovely sunshine, and they wandered through the woods. Between Jim and Tanny was a sort of growing rapprochement , which got on Lilly's nerves.
“ What the hell do you take that beastly personal tone for?” cried Lilly at Tanny, as the three sat under a leafless great beech-tr
