"Perhaps your friends are just coming back," she said. "Lady Tybar."
The vision of his dark anger broke away. Mute while he watched it, immediately it lifted its head and answered her own. "Look here—" he began; and stopped. "Look here," he said more quietly, "don't begin that absurd business again."
"I don't think it is absurd."
"No, you called it 'funny.'"
She drew in her feet as if to arise. "Yes, and I think it's funny. All of it. I think you've been funny all day to-day. Coming back like that!"
"I told you why I came back. To have a day off with you. Funny day off it's been! You're right there!"
"Yes, it has been a funny day off."
He thought, "My God, this bickering! Why don't I get out of the room?"
"Come back for a day off with me! It's a funny thing you came back just in time to get that letter! Before it was delivered! There! Now you know!"
He was purely amazed. He thought, and his amazement was such that, characteristically, his anger left him; he thought, "Well, of all the—!"