'Ye-es; if you'll go somewhere else with me in the evening.'

'Where to?'

'To walk about the streets after dark, and see the crowds and the
illuminations.'

Nancy uttered this with a sly mirthfulness. Her friend was
astonished.

'Nonsense! you don't mean it.'

'I do. I want to go for the fun of the thing. I should feel ashamed
of myself if I ran to stare at Royalties, but it's a different thing
at night. It'll be wonderful, all the traffic stopped, and the
streets crammed with people, and blazing with lights. Won't you go?'

'But the time, the time! I can't afford it. I'm getting on so
wretchedly with my Greek and my chemistry.'

'You've time enough,' said Nancy. 'And, you know, after all it's a
historical event. In the year 3000 it will be 'set' in an
examination paper, and poor wretches will get plucked because they
don't know the date.'

This was quite a new aspect of the matter to Jessica Morgan. She
pondered it, and smiled.

'Yes, I suppose it will. But we should have to be out so late.'