“Yes,” nodded Trix again. And then with a huge sigh, “Oh, Pia, I am so happy.”
Pia turned her round towards Miss Tibbutt.
“Tibby, look at her face, and then she tells us she is happy, as though it were necessary to advertise the fact to our slow intelligences.”
Trix laughed, though the tears were in her eyes. Laughter and tears are amazingly close together at times.
“And is it quite necessary to walk to Byestry this morning?” teased Pia. “He will probably be on his rounds, you know.”
Again Trix laughed, this time without the tears.
“I am not proposing to sit in his pocket,” she remarked. “He did not happen to suggest that I should, and it certainly never occurred to me to suggest it.”