Time flew and when Hester Martin rose to leave them, Nelly cried out in protest--'It can't be five o'clock!' 'A quarter to--just time to get home before my girls arrive!' 'Oh, and I must go too,' said Nelly regretfully.

'I promised Bridget I would be in for tea.

But I _was_ getting on--wasn't I ?' She turned to Farrell.
'Swimmingly.

But you've only just begun.

Next time the sitting must be longer.' 'Will you--will you come in to tea ?'--she asked him shyly.