"You are going away?"
"I hope so," she answered. "I am not quite sure."
"Not for good?" Possibly."
"Won't you tell me about it?" he asked.
"Well—I don't know!"
She hesitated for a moment.
"I will tell you if you like," she said, doubtfully. "But I do not wish anything said about it at present, as my arrangements are not complete."
"I will be most discreet," he promised.
"I have been doing a little work for a woman's magazine in London, and they have half promised me a definite post on the staff. I am to hear in a few days as to the conditions. If they are satisfactory—that is to say, if I can keep myself on what they offer—I shall go and live in London."
He was surprised, and also in a sense disappointed. It was astonishing to find how unpleasant the thought of her leaving Medchester was to him.