She was smiling through her tears, and very soon she became her stately self again.
Michael went at once to Ararat House, and told Lily that he had promised his mother to put off their marriage for three months. She pouted over her frocks.
“I wish you’d settled that before. What good will all these dresses be now?”
“You shall have as many more as you want. But will you be happy here without me?”
“Without you? Why are you going away?”
“Because I must, Lily. Because ... oh, dearest girl, can’t you see that I’m too passionately in love with you to be able to see you every day and every night as I have been all this fortnight?”
“If you want to go away, of course you must; but I shall be rather dull, shan’t I?”
“And shan’t I?” he asked.
She looked at him.
“Perhaps.”