Will you come ?" "Yes.

When ?" "Now.

And would you mind bringing me a box of mint-paste?
Mother won't object.

Besides, I'll tell her, anyway, after I've eaten them." "All right!" said Selwyn, laughing and hanging up the receiver.
On his way to the Gerards' he bought a box of the confection dear to Drina.

But as he dropped the packet into his overcoat-pocket, the memory of the past rose up suddenly, halting him.