That part at least had gone smoothly enough.

"We're off!" thought Ethel excitedly.
"How will you have your tea ?" she asked.
"Clear with lemon." "One lump or two ?" "Three or four." "Oh, how funny," Ethel laughed.

And then she reddened.

"You little goose," she exclaimed to herself, "why did you say, 'how funny' ?" She poured the tea with a trembling hand and proffered it with a plate of cakes and small toasted crumpets, dainties she had purchased with care at a smart little shop in the neighbourhood.

And meanwhile she was answering the questions, pleasant but searching, though thrown out in a casual voice.
"Yes, my home was in Ohio.