"You see, I'm going on what the shops call 'appro,'" she said. "If they don't like me they can turn me out again."
"And if they do like you," said Humphrey, "which, of course, they will——"
"Then all will be well," concluded Virginia.
He looked out of the window before he asked, carelessly, "I suppose Dick's there?"
"Of course Dick's there," said Virginia. "You don't suppose I should venture into the lion's den without my Dick to support me, do you? Dear old Dick! I'm glad he's made it up with your father."
"So am I," said Humphrey, after the minutest pause. "Family quarrels are the devil and all. And there was no sense in this one. I suppose he's chucked the idea of Yorkshire, and he's returned to the bosom of the fold."
"Oh, good gracious, no!" said Virginia. "At least he hasn't said so. Why should he, anyway? I guess we shall want all the dollars we can grab at. A wife's an expensive luxury, you know, Mr. Humphrey."
"Especially a wife like you," returned Humphrey genially. "Still, I shouldn't be surprised if you find Yorkshire 'off' when you get to Kencote. If the governor has come round about you, he'll probably come round about—about other things."
"You mean money?" said Virginia. "We're not bothering ourselves about that."
"You're not, perhaps."