"Where shall I say ?" Lilly produced the map, and they decided on time and station at which Lois coming out of London, should meet Jim.

Then the happy pair could walk along the Thames valley, spending a night perhaps at Marlowe, or some such place.
Off went Jim and Lilly once more to the postoffice.

They were quite good friends.

Having so inhospitably fixed the hour of departure, Lilly wanted to be nice.

Arrived at the postoffice, they found it shut: half-day closing for the little shop.
"Well," said Lilly.