"So we can bathe when we're bored. Good."
"And it's got a river, if you want to fish——"
"I don't. I should hate to catch a fish who was perhaps on his honeymoon too. Still, I like the idea of a river."
"And quite a good mountain, and lovely walks, and, in fact, everything. Except a picture-palace, luckily."
"It sounds all right," I said doubtfully. "We might just spend the next day or two thinking about my seven spots, and then I might ... possibly ... feel strong enough to write."
"Oh, I nearly forgot. I have written, Ronald."
"You have?" I cried. "Then, my dear, what else matters? It's a perfect spot." I lay back in relief. "And there, thank 'evings, is another thing settled. Bless you."
"Yes. And, by the way, there is golf quite close too. But that," she smiled, "needn't prevent us going there."
"Of course not. We shall just ignore the course."
"Perhaps, so as to be on the safe side, you'd better leave your clubs behind."