'About the future—where we are to live.'
Alma strummed lightly with her finger-tips upon the table, and smiled, but did not look up.
'Do you really think of making any change?'
'I leave it entirely to you. You remember our last talk before we came away. You have simply to ask yourself what your needs are. Be honest with yourself and with me. Don't sacrifice life to a whim, one way or the other. You have had plenty of time to think; you have known several ways of life; you're old enough to understand yourself. Just make up your mind, and act.'
'But it's ridiculous, Harvey, to speak as if I had only myself to consider.'
'I don't want you to do so. But supposing that were your position, now, after all your experience, where would you choose to live?'
He constrained her to answer, and at length she spoke, with a girlish diffidence which seemed to him very charming.
'I like the concerts—and I like to be near my musical friends—and I don't think it's at all necessary to give up one's rational way of living just because one is in London instead of far away.'
'Precisely. That means we ought to come back.'
'Not if you do it unwillingly.'