He took her back to it. He said he was a selfish brute to want to keep her to himself. That speech amused Mrs. Gibson immensely. She had a curious and capricious sense of humor. It made her very adaptable and tided them both over a sharp season of infelicity.
Hitherto Mrs. Gibson had been merely bored. Now she was seized with a malady of unrest. Any other man but Gibson would have been driven mad with her nerves.
"You're doing too much, you know," he said, soothing her. "You're tired."
She raised her eyebrows.
"Oh, no," she said, "not tired."
He meditated.
"What you want," said he, "is a thorough change."
"My dear," said she, "I didn't know you were so clever."
"Would you like me to take a cottage in the country?"
"A cottage? In the country?"