22/44 Let me send you a case of champagne. Promise to drink a bottle every Sunday in the vestry before you come out to preach, and I will take a pew for the season in your church. Thats good of me, isnt it ?" "I must go," said the Rev.George, rising, after hastily pretending to look at his watch. "Will you excuse me ?" "Nonsense," she said, rising also, and slipping her hand through his arm to detain him. |