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"Herbert, I don't quite understand about this morning. " She was in her own sitting-room, and her fiance, standing in front of the fire, was lighting a cigarette. "What is the matter at the works?"
All through lunch the Honourable Herbert, in the intervals of being charming to the ghastly collection of old bores -- as he mentally dubbed them -- who formed the party, had been puzzling out the best line to take at this interview. That the girl had seen that something was wrong was obvious: no one but a blind person could have failed to notice it. And now that the interview had actually started he was still undecided.