"Quite, I think." Jasmine's voice was calm.
"But of course it is not usual—in these parts."
"Rudyard is not usual in these parts, or Krool either. It was a touch of the Vaal."
Lady Tynemouth gave a little shudder. "I hope it won't become fashionable. We are altogether too sensational nowadays. But, seriously, Jasmine, you are not well. You must do something. You must have a change."
"I am going to do something—to have a change."
"That's good. Where are you going, dear?"
"South.... And how are you getting on with your hospital-ship?"
Lady Tynemouth threw up her hands. "Jasmine, I'm in despair. I had set my heart upon it. I thought I could do it easily, and I haven't done it, after trying as hard as can be. Everything has gone wrong, and now Tynie cables I mustn't go to South Africa. Fancy a husband forbidding a wife to come to him."
"Well, perhaps it's better than a husband forbidding his wife to leave him."
"Jasmine, I believe you would joke if you were dying."