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"
"
What rings?" asked Mr. Polly.
What you saw at your poor father's funeral. You made out they meant
something. They didn't--straight."
"Then some people have been very remiss about their chances," said Mr.
Polly, understanding.
"
They haven't had any chances," said Annie. "I don't believe in making
oneself too free with people."
"Nor me," said Mr. Polly.
"I may be a bit larky and cheerful in my manner," Annie admitted. "But
it don't mean anything. I ain't that sort."
"
Right O," said Mr. Polly.
IV
It was past ten when Mr. Polly found himself riding back towards
Easewood in a broad moonlight with a little Japanese lantern dangling
from his handle bar and making a fiery circle of pinkish light on and
round about his front wheel. He was mightily pleased with himself and
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