“I won’t give any name,” said Bundle. “I just want to see Mr. Thesiger on important business.”

The grave gentleman bowed and withdrew, shutting the door noiselessly behind him. There was a pause.

“It’s a nice morning,” said the fair girl timidly.

“It’s an awfully nice morning,” agreed Bundle.

There was another pause.

“I motored up from the country this morning,” said Bundle, plunging once more into speech. “And I thought it was going to be one of those foul fogs. But it wasn’t.”

“No,” said the other girl. “It wasn’t.” And she added: “I’ve come up from the country too.”