“So you are rejoiced that I don’t want a great wedding?”
“Immensely relieved.”
“What would you like best?”
“I don’t dare tell you.”
“You may.”
“Tell me what you would like, Julie.”
“Of course father would say the town house, even if it were a small affair. Auntie Dingley would probably agree to having it here—if that were what you—we—wanted—that is——”
Anthony looked up quickly. “Even at Christmas?”
“Why—yes. We could come back. People do that sometimes.”
“Yes. Must we do what other people do?”