You go on out, and we can meet you below." "Right," said Peter; "I'll collect Donovan." He found him after a bit, and the two made their adieus and thanks.
As they went down the steps, Jack outlined the campaign.

"I just joked to her about dinner," he said, "but I think they'll rise.

If they do, we'll go to Travalini's, if they dare.

That girl of yours is up to anything: she knows a thing or two.

You've some nerve, old thing." "Nothing to yours," retorted Graham, still not at all sure of himself.
"But, look here, what about Travalini's?
I don't know that I care to go there." "Oh, it's all right, old dear.