“What to do?”
“To eat the currants. And isn’t there marvellous scenery?”
“Moderately, but it’s not the kind of place one could possibly go to with a lady.”
“Why not?”
“No hotels.”
“Some ladies do without hotels. Are you aware that Helen and I have walked alone over the Apennines, with our luggage on our backs?”
“I wasn’t aware, and, if I can manage it, you will never do such a thing again.”
She said more gravely: “You haven’t found time for a talk with Helen yet, I suppose?”
“No.”
“Do, before you go. I am so anxious you two should be friends.”