Drake, you are coming back with us ?' Drake hesitated.
'You said you would at the Town Hall.

So I have had your bag packed, and put in the waggonette.' 'Very well,' he assented; and the party went outside the hotel.
'Now, how shall we go ?' asked the Captain.

'Mallinson, you of course in the waggonette,' and he chuckled with a cheery maliciousness.

'Clarice, will you get in ?' 'No!' she said with an involuntary vehemence.

The idea of driving back wedged in amongst a number of people, listening to their chatter, and forced to take her share in it, became suddenly repugnant to her.