Hilliard, when he had taken tickets and booked the luggage through to Paris, approached his travelling companions.

Seeing him, Eve turned away.
"I shall go in a smoking compartment," he said to Patty.

"You had better take your tickets." "But when shall we see you again ?" "Oh, at Dover, of course." "Will it be rough, do you think?
I do wish Eve would talk.

I can't get a word out of her.

It makes it all so miserable, when we might be enjoying ourselves." "Don't trouble: leave her to herself.