"She's taking me in.

So much the better.

I'll do the same." And as they talked, she kept throwing glances at the dark face, rather narrow, the small and rather mischievous mouth, amid the grey eyes which looked as though they could be so very good-humoured and friendly.

But with a little pang of dismay Ethel saw that these eyes were preoccupied and only half attending.

"She has a hundred things on her mind, and she's asking, 'Now let's try to see if there's really anything here worth while.'" The preliminaries were already over.