A little to his surprise, she agreed that it was certainly rather noisy and crowded on the beach on Saturday nights, and they turned their backs to the shore. The moon had risen, and shone at intervals through clouds. For a few score yards they walked in silence. Then Adeline said,—
"It's very dull here during the week for a poor single woman like me. I shall go home on Monday."
"But think of London in this weather."
"I do think of it. I think of the parks and the restaurants and the theatres."
"The good theatres are closed now."
"Well, the music-halls. I've never been in one, and if they are very naughty, then I want to go very much. Besides, there are lots of theatres open. I've read all the theatrical advertisements in the 'Telegraph,' and there must be plenty of things to see. You mayn't think them worth seeing, but I should enjoy any theatre."
"I believe you would," he said. "I used to be like that."
"Up to now I've had no real pleasure—what I call pleasure—and I'm just going to have it. I'll settle down afterwards."
"Didn't your uncle take you out much?"