I think that constitutes an introduction." "Thank you," he said simply.
Nan laughed.
"The thanks are all on my side," she answered.

"Here we are at Paddington, and it's entirely due to you that I shall catch my train." The taxi pulled up and stood panting.
"Shares, please!" said Nan, when he had paid the driver.
For an instant a look of swift negation flashed across Mallory's face, then he replied composedly: "Your share is two shillings." Nan tendered a two-shilling piece, blessing him in her heart for refraining from putting her under a financial obligation to a stranger.
He accepted the money quite simply, and turning away to speak to a porter, he tucked the two-shilling piece into his waistcoat pocket, while an odd, contemplative little smile curved his lips.
There was some slight confusion in the mind of the porter, who exhibited a zealous disposition to regard the arrivals as one party and to secure them seats in the same compartment.
Mallory, unheard by Nan, enlightened him quietly.
"I see, sir.

You want a smoker ?" Mallory nodded and tipped him recklessly.
"That's it.

You find the lady a comfortable corner seat.

I'll look after myself." He turned back to Nan.
"I've told the porter to find you a good seat.