AN UNPLEASANT INTERVIEW "There!" said Audrey, a few seconds later, "I've been a perfect idiot, I know; but I'm better now.

Tell me, do I look as if I had been crying ?" She raised her pretty, woebegone face to his and smiled very faintly.
There was something unmistakably grim about Phil at that moment, and she wondered why.
"Of course you do," he said bluntly.
Audrey got up and peered at herself uneasily in a mirror.
"It doesn't show much," she said, after a careful inspection.

"And, anyhow"-- turning round to him--"I don't know what you have to be cross about.

It--it was all your fault!" Phil groaned and held his peace.

She would know soon enough, he reflected.
Audrey drew nearer to him.
"Tell me what he said to Major Raleigh, Phil," she said rather tremulously.
He shrugged his shoulders and yielded.
"He only said that he wished your discretion equalled your promptitude in emergencies," he said.
"Oh," said Audrey.