"In the
afternoon I have committee meetings. Thursday afternoon you could come
down to the House, if you cared to."
"Of course I should, but hadn't you better dine here?" she suggested.
"I can ask Alice and another man."
"I want to see you alone," he insisted, "for the first time, at any
rate."
"Then will you take me to that little place you told me of in Soho?" she
suggested. "I don't want a whole crowd to know that I am in town just
yet. Don't think that it sounds vain, but people have such a habit of
almost carrying one off one's feet. I want to prowl about London and do
ordinary things. One or two theatres, perhaps, but no dinner parties.
I shan't stay long, I don't suppose. As soon as I hear from Mr.
Segerson that the snow has gone and that terrible north wind has died
away, I know I shall be wanting to get back."
"You are very conscientious about your work there," he complained.
"Don't you ever realise that you may have an even more important mission
here?"
For a single moment she seemed troubled. Her manner, when she spoke,
had lost something of its calm graciousness.
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