You don't get any too bad a dinner, either.

Do come, Miss Gamelyn." She appeared to consider.

"I might manage it," she said at last, stopping just short of entering the square; "but I haven't the nerve to burst in and ask for you.

Nor will it do for you to see me all the way to that car, or we shall have a dozen girls talking.

If you will meet me somewhere," she added, looking at Peter, "I'll risk it.