"I shall be delighted," she said frankly.
"You like your quarters?"
He was oddly reluctant to go.
"Very much indeed."
"You are near Heaven."
"I hear the singing at the Carmelites. I can see the tops of the trees in Kensington Gardens. To be sure, I ought to live nearer my work. But these things counterbalance the distance. By the way, do you know that Mrs. Morres is in town?"
"I had not heard."
"She has come up for a week's shopping."
"Ah! I must call on her. I like her douches of cold water on all our schemes."
"So do I."