In a minute or two he saw that Miss Nancarrow was coming towards him unaccompanied.
'Oh, it's you, is it ?' she said.

'What do you want, Mr.Ackroyd ?' 'Why didn't you come this afternoon ?' 'Well, I like that! Why didn't _you_ come ?' 'I was a bit late.

I really couldn't help it, Totty.

Did you go away before I came ?' 'Why, of course I did.

How long was I to wait ?' 'I'm very sorry.