On my remarking, genuinely enough, that I only wished I could go with them, Bob Evers echoed the wish so heartily that I could not but believe that he meant what he said.

On his side, in that case, there could be absolutely nothing.

And yet, again, when Mrs.Lascelles had left us, as she did ere long in the easiest and most natural manner, and when we had started a last cigarette together, then once more I was not so sure of him.
"That's rather a handsome woman," said I, with perhaps more than the authority to which my years entitled me.

But I fancied it would "draw" poor Bob.

And it did.
"Rather handsome!" said he, with a soft little laugh not altogether complimentary to me.