‘Yes, he knew—but I suppose he forgot. It doesn’t matter.’
We both stood still for a minute. I wanted to say something else,
but I couldn’t think of anything to say.
Guy said:
‘Come along in.’
And I said:
‘No, I can’t. George and Mollie will be waiting.’
I wanted to say: ‘Don’t tell Hugo I came,’ but I couldn’t say
it.
Guy said:
‘I’ll tell Hugo you came, I’ll blow him up.’
‘Oh, I shouldn’t bother. It’s all right.’
Guy said:
‘I wish I could come, but I’ve got to finish this stuff.’
He nodded his head towards his room and the table spread with
papers. It was a joke with us now that Guy was working hard.