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‘My word, the evening has gone quickly. I thought it
wasn’t more than half past nine.’
They got up to go and when she said good-bye, she add-
ed:
‘I’m coming to have tea at Philip’s room tomorrow. You
might look in if you can.’
‘All right,’ he smiled.
On the way back to Pimlico Mildred talked of nothing
but Griffiths. She was taken with his good looks, his well-
cut clothes, his voice, his gaiety.
‘I am glad you like him,’ said Philip. ‘D’you remember
you were rather sniffy about meeting him?’
‘I think it’s so nice of him to be so fond of you, Philip. He
is a nice friend for you to have.’
She put up her face to Philip for him to kiss her. It was a
thing she did rarely.
‘I have enjoyed myself this evening, Philip. Thank you
so much.’
‘Don’t be so absurd,’ he laughed, touched by her appre-
ciation so that he felt the moisture come to his eyes.
She opened her door and just before she went in, turned
again to Philip.
‘Tell Harry I’m madly in love with him,’ she said.
‘All right,’ he laughed. ‘Good-night.’
Next day, when they were having tea, Griffiths came
in. He sank lazily into an arm-chair. There was something
strangely sensual in the slow movements of his large limbs.
Philip remained silent, while the others chattered away, but
he was enjoying himself. He admired them both so much