“Why nonsense?” she asked.
“Because—why—well, it’s just ridiculous!”
“After all, Felix, we neither of us know her well enough to be so positive,” said Rose-Ann pacifyingly.
“Then why do you say that about her?”
“Because I think it, Felix!” she replied with a touch of exasperation. “I really do!”
“I can’t understand you,” he said coldly.
“What are you children quarrelling about now?” asked Clive, returning.
Rose-Ann laughed. “About nothing at all, again. Felix, we are rather absurd. Come, we’ll look at those apartments.—And don’t imagine vain things about our home till you see it, Clive!”
3
To Felix, the apartments seemed just apartments. An apartment couldn’t be a house in the country. And as apartments, these were all that could be expected. The only serious objection to them, indeed, was that the rents were rather high.