With her hands to the back of her hair she turned round to look at herself for a moment in one of the mirrors which lined the inside of the bar.

Burton grinned at his late employer.
"Now you've gone and done it!" he whispered.

"Why, you'll have taken a bean before then!" Mr.Waddington started.
"I'll have to make some excuse," he said.
"You won't be able to," Burton reminded him.

"Excuses are not for us, nowadays.

You'll have to tell the truth.