The Rector was coming to shoot, and Jenny was to ride out and join them at lunch.
Then Archie yawned largely, finished his drink, and took up his candle.
"Oh! she's coming, is she ?" said Dick meditatively.
Archie struck a match.
"How's Frank ?" went on Dick.
"Haven't heard from him." "Where is the poor devil ?" "Haven't an idea." Dick emitted a monosyllabic laugh.
"And how's she behaving ?" "Jenny?
Oh! just as usual.

She's a sensible girl and knows her mind." Dick pondered this an instant.
"I'm going to bed," said Archie.

"Got to have a straight eye to-morrow." "Oh! sit down a second....

I want to talk." Archie, as a compromise, propped himself against the back of a chair.
"She doesn't regret it, then ?" pursued Dick.
"Not she," said Archie.

"It would never have done." "I know," agreed Dick warmly.