'Nothing is ever true.

I must be going home.' Margaret was only too glad to go too.

When they were downstairs she heard a footman ask Lady Maud if he should call a hansom for her.

He evidently knew that she had no carriage.
'May I take you home ?' Margaret asked.
'Oh, please do!' answered the beauty with alacrity.

'It's awfully good of you!' It was raining as the two handsome women got into the singer's comfortable brougham.
'Isn't there room for me too ?' asked Logotheti, putting his head in before the footman could shut the door.
'Don't be such a baby,' answered Lady Maud in a displeased tone.
The Greek drew back with a laugh and put up his umbrella; Lady Maud told the footman where to go, and the carriage drove away.
'You must have had a dull evening,' she said.
'I was sound asleep most of the time,' Margaret answered.