"I must say it's very jolly to have you all to myself like this. We always used to talk of what we'd do when my ship came home, and now here she is!"
"Poor Osborn! You must be glad."
"Aren't you?"
"Of course I am."
"We'll have a bigger flat; it's rather a crowd here, isn't it?"
"Yes, I'd like another room."
"You shall have what you like, darling."
He put an arm round her shoulders, drawing her face to his. "You know I'd like to give you the world!"
She was silent.
He kissed her cheek, holding her against him. "I must show you what I've brought as soon as I unpack. I got you some things in the Bon Marché—I think you'll like them."