She paused for a few moments in the portico to finish buttoning her gloves.
"Many thanks for my lunch," she said, nodding to him carelessly.

"I'm sure I've been a delightful companion." "You have been a very tormenting one," he answered gloomily as he followed her out on to the pavement.
"You should try Lucille," she suggested maliciously.
He stood by her side while they waited for her carriage, and looked at her critically.

Her slim, elegant figure had never seemed more attractive to him.

Even the insolence of her tone and manner had an odd sort of fascination.

He tried to hold for a moment the fingers which grasped her skirt.
"I think," he whispered, "that after you Lucille would be dull!" She laughed.
"That is because Lucille has morals and a conscience," she said, "and I have neither.