She turned quickly at the sound of a deep, husky voice. Mr. Trew, on the mat, opened his arms at sight of her, and beamed with a face that was like the midday sun; she took his sleeve and pulled him to the pavement. 

 "At five minutes to five," she whispered urgently, "you're going to take me for a walk in Hyde Park." 

 "At four fifty-five to the minute," he agreed.  "What's the game, may I kindly ask?" 

 "I'll tell you later on." 

 "I hadn't noticed it," he said loudly, re-entering the shop, "until my attention was drawed to it by the little missy here. But there it is right enough on the playcards.  'Motor omnibuses for London.'"  He shook his head, and, leaning across the counter, addressed Mrs. Mills. "Light of my life, sunshine of my existence—" 

 "Don't you begin your nonsense," ordered the lady, not displeased. 

 "—And sweetheart when a boy, I warn you against putting any of your ill-gotten gains into that sort of speculation. They may perhaps start one from the Elephant and it'll get about as fur as the Obelisk, and there it'll stick. And they'll have to take it to pieces, and sell it for scrap iron. I know what I'm talking about." 

 "That's unusual in your case," said Mrs. Mills. 

 "I get light-headed when I see you," explained Mr. Trew.  "I was took like it the first time I ran across you up in the gallery of the old Princess's, seeing 'Guinea Gold,' and you've had the same effect on me ever since. What's more, you glory in it. You're proud of the wonderful influence you exercise over me. And all I get out of you is a 'aughty smile." 

 "The fact is," declared Mrs. Mills, "you get too much attention from the ladies. It spoils you!" 

 "See how she spurns me," he cried, turning to Gertie.  "You wouldn't treat a gentleman like that, would you, missy? You wouldn't play football with an honest, loving heart, I'm sure. Oh, come on," with pretended desperation, "let's have a cigar, and try to forget all about it. A twopenny one; same as you sell to members of the House of Lords." 

 "You're staying to tea," suggested Mrs. Mills, allowing him to make a selection from a box. 

 "I've got to leave just before five o'clock. Going to take the little missy here out for a 

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