“Miller,” she answered, with a slight blush.
“Miller?” cried Philip, astounded. “But you’ve not seen him for months.”
“He came in to lunch one day last week and asked me then. He’s earning very good money. He makes seven pounds a week now and he’s got prospects.”
Philip was silent again. He remembered that she had always liked Miller; he amused her; there was in his foreign birth an exotic charm which she felt unconsciously.