Lumma was sure that George came for Keeley, but she didn’t know what he meant by pretending he didn’t know Keeley.
“Ms. Louis, please!” George said so, but in fact, he didn’t give Lumma another chance, and thus Lumma was in a dilemma.
Lumma, helpless, had to go to a private room in the restaurant with George, who thoughtfully helped her take off her coat and hang it up, “Ms. Louis, I asked about your hobbies from Mr. Hills, and ordered the dishes ahead of time. I wish you would like it.”
Lumma, “So I owe you a thank you?”
“Ms. Louis, not at all, you’re among friends.” George took off his coat and hung it up, and then he lit a cigarette and smoked slowly, “What kind of wine do you want to drink?”
Lumma, “I’m unwilling to drink.”
George, “Are you afraid that I will get you drunk and do something wrong to you?”
Lumma, “As the saying goes, ‘love your neighbor, yet put not down your hedge‘.”
George didn’t expect Lumma’s answer and thought, “No wonder Adam was so fascinated by the cute woman.”
George smiled, “If I really want to do something wrong to you, it doesn’t make any difference to me whether you drink or not.”
Lumma, “Mr. Marple, you make me sick. I know you don’t like me, so stop saying these words.”
George, “Who says I don’t like you? The reason why I invite you to dinner is to tell you that I want to woo you, and hope you agree.”
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