"Oh, I don't know," said Bertha, vaguely. "There's always plenty of rush here."
"Still, it's just as well that you're taking a rest."
"Yes."
They were silent and there was no sound save the ticking of the clock. Then Constance stooped and kissed Bertha on the forehead:
"I wanted badly to see you this evening," she said. "Addie was out with Henri and he told me that Henri was so depressed. And so I came round."
"Henri?" said Bertha, vaguely. "I don't think so; he seemed all right."
"But Addie said...."
"What?"
"That he was so depressed."
"Really? I didn't notice it."