It took all my self control not to let my hands wander. Better take these sandwiches. He would ask her to come to dinner with him in some little Italian or semiBohemian restaurant in the district toward Soho, or in one of the more stylish and magnificent establishments about Piccadilly Circus, and for the most part she did not care to refuse. But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor. I won’t try.