“They are ever so pleased with you,” said Claude, “and I’m sure I don’t wonder. Ever since they came up you have simply devoted yourself to them.”
In his mind was the thought, “Ever since I spoke to you about it.” It was not verbally expressed, but the whole speech rang with it. Dora tried for a moment, following Uncle Alf’s plan, to find something humorous about it, failed dismally, and tried instead to disregard it.
“I’m glad,” she said, “that one is of use.”
Then she made a further effort.
“I think it was an excellent plan that we should come here,” she added. “It suits us, doesn’t it? and it suits them.”
Claude smiled at her, leaning over the head of the sofa where she lay.
“I knew you would find it a success,” he said. “I felt quite certain it would be.”
Again Dora tried to shut her ears to the personal note—this ring of “How right I was!”
“It suits Jim, too,” she said. “It really was kind of you to let him have the flat. May tells me she went to dine there last night. He had a bridge party.”
Claude laughed.