“You’ll feel better to-morrow.”
“D’you think I shall?”
“Yes—you’re so strong,” said Eve, flushing and examining her nails.
“How d’you mean?”
“Oh—all sorts of ways.”
“What way?”
“Oh—well—you arranging all this—I mean answering the advertisement and settling it all.”
“Oh well, you know you backed me up.”
“Oh yes, but other things....”
“What?”