"You might be serious when you know I am," she said with such a grieved reproach that Terrington repented his levity. "Mayn't a woman learn something sometimes from things that happen, even though she was once a fool?"
"Yes, I'm sure she may," he assented heartily; "and much quicker than a man."
She turned about towards him gratefully.
"Yes," she sighed, "but you'll never believe that I shall be good for anything, after what I did in Sar?"
"Oh, shan't I!" he said cheerily. He finished his tea, and smiled at her with a new friendliness across the table. "Look here," he said, "I'm going to turn in, and I want you to wake me in an hour's time. Will you?"
She nodded.
"But you want more than an hour."
"Yes," he said, "but I'm not going to get it." He looked at his wrist. "That'll be on the stroke of three. You've got a watch?"
She held hers to her ear.
"It's stopped," she said.