think I shall be able to get you your carriage. May I see you home?"
he said, holding the door.

"No thank you, I will not take you out of your way. Go home at once
and get rested, and come and see me one of these days; don't forget."
Lady Seveley smiled, but Frank felt that she was annoyed.

"I wonder if she wanted me to go home with her. That impertinent brute
Fletcher daring to come up to speak to us! I was very nearly telling
him to go and fetch the carriage."

He pushed open the swinging doors with violence, nearly upsetting the
fat porter. The bar was nearly empty, and he found Lizzie disengaged.

"You look very vexed. Has any one been pinching you?"

"I am not vexed."

"What will you have to put you straight?"

"Well, that is a question. Let me see. I don't care about another
brandy and soda, and if I have coffee it may keep me awake."

"Have half milk."

"Very well." He hesitated, but the inclination to speak soon
overpowered him. "I call it bad form, when you are with a lady for
another fellow to come up and speak to her."

"Three of Irish, miss."