"Or C sharp," said Dodo, "or a harpsichord. Oh, don't laugh. What have I said?"
Edith recovered by degrees and wiped her eyes.
"In all my life I have never had so many offensive things said to me," she remarked, "I can't think why I don't mind."
"Oh, because you know I love you," said Dodo with conviction.
"I suppose so. But there's Berts going out to that hell——"
"Oh, but you said the war was over already," said Dodo. "Besides what would you think of him if he didn't go?"
"I should think it extremely sensible of him," began Edith in a great hurry.
"And after you had thought that!" suggested Dodo.
Edith considered this.
"I don't know what I should think next," she said. "What I'm going to do next is to get back to my scoring."