So--" "I wish you wouldn't, Mr.Dennie!" exclaimed Audrey.

"I don't like this at all.

Please don't!" She turned, almost instinctively, to seek Copplestone's aid in repressing the old man.

But Copplestone was standing by the window, staring moodily at the wind-swept quay beyond the garden, and Mr.Dennie waved his snuff-box and went on.
"An old man's privilege!" he said.

"In your interests, my dear.