“Hen,” said Campion absently. “Hen is the word you want. What do you mean when you say pinched? Has Georgia merely abducted Dell? Or has she dazzled him? I mean, has the situation come about because the fellow wants to hang round or because he’s too polite to s***h his way out of the palisade?”
Val lay back again. She was having great difficulty with the cigarette between her lips and her eyes were startled at her own weakness.
“No,” she said at last. “No, I think it’s quite genuine. It does happen, you know. She’s simply knocked him off his feet. He’s rather added what he knows of me to what he’s seen of her, if you see what I mean.”
Mr Campion did see and he looked at her with one of those sharp glances which betrayed his surprise. Her insight was always astonishing him. It was mislea
