Sue considered. "They could go a long way on five thousand," she returned mischievously.
"And I need a change," put in her mother; "—after twenty years of—of widowed responsibility."
Balcome waxed enthusiastic. "I tell you, it's a great idea! You two ladies——"
"Leisurely taking in the sights," supplemented Sue.
"That's the ticket!" He opened the check-book. "First, England."
"Then France." Sue was the picture of demureness.
"Then the trenches!" Balcome winked.
"Italy is lovely," continued Sue, wickedly.
"Egypt—for the winter!" Balcome's excitement mounted as he saw his wife farther away.
"And there's the Holy Land."