"If you mean Uncle and Aunt," she said, "they wouldn't think of intrudin'. We settled that, me and Uncle. I'd be as happy as the day is long."
"You're not? And the day is very long, is it?"
He kissed her, first on her mouth and then on the lobe of the ear that was next to him.
"Kissin' 's all very well," said Rose. "You never kissed me at Hampstead, and you don't know how happy I was there. Doin' things for you."
"I don't want things done for me."
"No. I wish you did."
"And, Rose, I don't want to be bothered with a house; to be tied to a house; to have anything to do with a house."
"Would it worry you?"
"Abominably. And think of the horrors of moving!"
"I'd move you," said Rose.