“I say, why are you so late?” said Rose. “I thought you were never coming.”
“You were at the station at half-past four,” said another boy. “I saw you when I came.”
Philip blushed a little. He did not want Rose to know that he had been such a fool as to wait for him.
“I had to see about a friend of my people’s,” he invented readily. “I was asked to see her off.”