She was a little offended.
"But you trust me, don't you?" she said.
"Oh, absolutely!"
She heard the mockery in his tone.
"Tell me, then," she said flatly; "do you think it would be better if I don't go to Venice?"
"I'm sure it's better if you do go to Venice," he replied in the cool, slightly mocking voice.
"You know it's next Thursday?" she said.
"Yes!"
She now began to muse. At last she said:
"And we shall know better where we are when I come back, shan't we?"