“The costume is ugly. I look hideous in it.”
“Doubtless.”
He smiled up at her. There was relief in his eyes, and still a question.
“Is that all the news?”
“There is something else, K.”
It was a moment before he spoke. He sat looking ahead, his face set. Apparently he did not wish to hear her say it; for when, after a moment, he spoke, it was to forestall her, after all.
“I think I know what it is, Sidney.”
“You expected it, didn't you?”
“I—it's not an entire surprise.”
“Aren't you going to wish me happiness?”