"Really, Lily?"
"Really."
He drew a long breath.
"Well! I've got a wonderful little wife. You must take great care of yourself, my dear. You're tired now, aren't you?"
"Yes."
She smiled at him gratefully, surprised and touched that he should have seen.
"I generally know when you're tired, I fancy," said Nicholas complacently. "There isn't very much escapes me, eh, Lily?"
She leant against him, very tired.
"Eh, Lily?" Nicholas repeated.
She roused herself, and answered him as she knew that he wished to be answered.