"No reason, if you don't see any. Phil was very polite to you at your graduation. Those flowers were exquisite."
"Yes." The girl smiled. "They would have worried me, but that I know flowers are cheaper in June."
"I don't think that's a very nice thing to say," observed Mrs. Fabian.
"I meant it very nicely," returned Kathleen mildly.
"Well, perhaps it isn't so strange that you have not talked the island to him, since you have been engrossed in other things; but I have had all the trouble in the world to induce him to go; and if you had roused his enthusiasm a little it would have been easier."
"Why have you urged him?" asked the girl.
Her mother regarded her for a pause, in exasperated silence. "Are you aware," she returned at last, "that it is 87 in the shade this morning? Are you aware that these rooms, where the draught constantly changes the air, are slightly different from that studio, baking under a stable roof and hemmed in by high buildings?"
"Of course, of course!"
"Are you aware," went on Mrs. Fabian sonorously, "that one who has always previously had a home might find a brief change from cheap restaurants invigorating in hot weather?"