‘As I suppose you do?’
‘Yes. I shall try it, decidedly.’
Biffen waited a little, then asked:
‘I suppose your wife will go with you?’
‘There’s no saying.’
Reardon tried to answer indifferently, but it could be seen that he was agitated between hopes and fears.
‘You’ll ask her, at all events?’
‘Oh yes,’ was the half-absent reply.
‘But surely there can be no doubt that she’ll come. A hundred and fifty a year, without rent to pay. Why, that’s affluence!’
‘The rooms I might occupy are in the home itself. Amy won’t take very readily to a dwelling of that kind. And Croydon isn’t the most inviting locality.’