"Yes, I've got to do that too," Peter admitted.
"She's going to sit to me again this morning, his wonderful actress—she has made an appointment: so you see I'm getting on," Nick pursued to his sister.
"Oh I'm so glad—she's so splendid!" The girl looked away from her cousin now, but not, though it seemed to fill the place, at the triumphant portrait of Miriam Rooth.
"I'm delighted you've come in. I have waited for you," Peter hastened to declare to her, though conscious that this was in the conditions meagre.
"Aren't you coming to see us again?"
"I'm in despair, but I shall really not have time. Therefore it's a blessing not to have missed you here."
"I'm very glad," said Biddy. Then she added: "And you're going to America—to stay a long time?"
"Till I'm sent to some better place."
"And will that better place be as far away?"
"Oh Biddy, it wouldn't be better then," said Peter.