Their eyes met, and the speaker's were steadily fixed.
'But the distance?' objected Alma.
'Yes. If we want to do that, we must go to Gunnersbury.'
Alma's look fell. She tapped with her foot and meditated, slightly frowning. But, before Harvey spoke again, the muscles of her face relaxed, and she turned to him with a smile, as though some reflection had brought relief.
'You wouldn't mind the bother of moving?'
'What is that compared with Hughie's advantage? And if one lives in London, it's in the nature of things to change houses once a year or so.'
'But we don't live in London!' returned Alma, with a laugh.
'Much the same thing. At Gunnersbury you would be nearer to everything, you know.'
'Then you would send away Pauline?'
Harvey made a restless movement, and gave a husky cough.