"Yes; it's Larchmont," he said.
"Aren't you just glad all over that we came?"
"Not particularly."
Mary studied him more carefully.
"Oh," she said.
Bill continued to eat in silence. The steward brought another omelette and she helped herself sparingly.
"How long shall we stay here, do you think?" she ventured.
"What have I got to say about it?"
"I should think you'd have quite a lot to say. I would if I was in command of a yacht."