Ellean breakfasted two hours ago, Morgan tells me, and then went out walking with her dog.
Aubrey.
She wraps up warmly, I hope; this sunshine is deceptive.
Paula.
I ran about the lawn last night, after dinner, in satin shoes. Were you anxious about me?
Aubrey.
Certainly.
Paula.
[Melting.] Really?
Aubrey.