Or, if you prefer it, I can send a fast car into Norwich for your own things.
Come and be my guest, please." Hamel hesitated.

He had not the slightest desire to go to St.David's Hall, and though he strove to ignore it, he was conscious of an aversion of which he was heartily ashamed for this strange fragment of humanity.
On the other hand, his mission, the actual mission which had brought him down to these parts, could certainly best be served by an entree into the Hall itself--and there was the girl, whom he felt sure belonged there.

He had never for a moment been able to dismiss her from his thoughts.

Her still, cold face, the delicate perfection of her clothes and figure, the grey eyes which had rested upon his so curiously, haunted him.

He was desperately anxious to see her again.