'Because then I should have to explain. And I don't like explaining.'
There was another pause. Bruce seemed to take a great interest in his nails, which he examined separately one at a time, and then all together, holding both hands in front of him.
'Did Archie enjoy his day?'
'Oh yes,' said Edith.
Bruce suddenly stood up, and a franker, more manly expression came into his face. He looked at her with a look of pain. Tears were not far from his eyes.
'Edith, you're a brick. You're too good for me.'
She looked down and away without answering.
'Look here, is there anything I can do to please you?'
'Yes, there is.'
'What? I'll do it, whatever it is, on my word of honour.'