'Five o'clock, I think,' said Delia. "The iron- I mean, the Welsh rarebit-came off the five about that time. You ought to have seen General Pinkney , Joe, when-'
'Sit down here a moment, Delia,' said Joe. He sat down beside her and put his arm across her shoulders.
'What have you been doing for the last two weeks, Delia?' he asked