As always, he did his best to lead the girl's thoughts away from their incessant object, hers, elf.
They were back again at the end of Gray's Inn Road by half-past four.
"Well, I won't keep you," said Harriet, with the sour smile.

"I know you're in a hurry to be off.

Are you going to walk ?" "Yes; I can do it in about an hour." The girl turned away without further leave-taking, and Julian walked southwards with a troubled face.
Waymark expected him to tea.

At this, their third meeting, the two were already on very easy terms.

Waymark did the greater share of the talking, for Julian was naturally of fewer words; from the beginning it was clear that the elder of the friends would have the initiative in most things.