"
"After all, though," Louise remarked, with a sidelong glance, "it must
be very, very interesting to meet these sort of people, even if one
doesn't quite belong to their set. I should think you must find every
one else quite tame, Mr. Brooks."
"I can assure you I don't," he answered, coolly. "This evening has
provided me with quite as pleasant society as ever I should wish for."
Selina beamed upon him.
"Oh, Mr. Brooks, you are terrible. You do say such things!" she
declared, archly.
Louise laughed a little hardly.
"We mustn't take too much to ourselves, dear," she said. "Remember that
Mr. Brooks walked all the way up from the Secular Hall with Mary."
Mr. Bullsom threw down his paper with a little impatient exclamation.
"Come, come!" he said. "I want to have a few words with Brooks myself,
if you girls'll give me a chance. Heard anything from Henslow lately,
eh?"
Brooks leaned forward.
"Not a word!" he answered.
Mr. Bullsom grunted.
"H'm! He's taken his seat, and that's all he does seem to have done. To
have heard his last speech here before polling time you would have
imagined him with half-a-dozen questions down before now.
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