"I want to put out these. It will be a change. Nigel admired the muslin."
"Well, I hope I shall never be engaged!" declared Daisy. "Since you went and got engaged to Nigel, you haven't had one single idea apart from him."
Fulvia did not take the trouble to contradict her.
"And there's that story I'm reading! Oh, bother! If I'm to sew, I must wash my hands."
"You need not be an hour over the wash-handstand. Do be quick."
Daisy stood still. "Ethel has come home," she said.
"Ethel Elvey?"
"Yes. I met her just now."
"Is she all right again?"
"I don't know. I didn't ask. She looks—as if—" and a pause.