“Thanks, mother.”
He looked rather anxiously at Clare, and said—
“Don’t you think we might have a pleasant evening for once?”
“Oh, that would be delightful!” said Mrs. Heywood.
“Eh, Clare?”
“How do you mean?” said Clare.
“Like we used to in the old days? Some music, and that sort of thing.”
“I am sure that will be very nice,” said Mrs. Heywood.
“Eh, Clare?” said Herbert.
“If you like,” said Clare.