“With whom?” I asked quickly.
“With a man, my dear Harry. He has invited me to the Odéon Bar.”
“Oh! I didn’t think you would leave me alone.”
“Then you should have invited me yourself. Some one has got in before
you. Well, there’s good money saved. Do you know the Odéon? Nothing
but champagne after midnight. Armchairs like at a club, nigger band,
jolly fine.”