He came hastily down the road to meet her, a very slim and elegant figure in his well-cut flannel clothes, smoothly brushed hair, and irreproachable tie.
"My dear Miss Jeanne," he exclaimed, "I have only just heard that you were out.

Do you generally get up in the middle of the night ?" She smiled a little half-heartedly.

It was curious that she found herself contrasting for a moment this very elegant young man with her roughly dressed companion of a few minutes ago.
"To meet with an adventure such as I have had," she answered, "I would never go to bed at all.

I have been nearly drowned, and rescued by a most marvellous person.

He brought me back to safety in a flat-bottomed punt, and I am quite sure from the way he stared at them that he had never seen open-work stockings before." "Are you in earnest ?" Cecil asked doubtfully.
"Absolutely," she answered.