“What’s a funny thing?” asked Clare, smiling at him.
“Why, I was reading the advertisements in the paper to-night—-”
“Were they funny?” asked Clare.
“No,” said Herbert, “but I saw something that would just suit us.”
He went over to a side-table and picked up the newspaper. Sitting on the edge of the table, he read out an advertisement.
“Here it is.... ‘Chelsea—Semi-detached house, dining-room, drawing-room, three bedrooms, and a large nursery. Shed for bicycle or perambulator.’”
Clare laughed happily.
“Well, we might have both!” she said.
Herbert dropped the paper, came over to his wife, and kissed her hands again.