"How did you know that?"
"How? Why, in Egypt—but what do you mean?"
But she had recovered herself, was now fully awake, fully herself, entirely freed from the thrall of the night.
"How well you look!" she said.
"Work!" he replied. "Sun—life under the tent! It's glorious! How I want you to love it! But, I say, shan't we have some tea together? And then I'll jump into a bath. It's too cold for the Nile this morning. And I'm all full of dust. I'll ring for Marie."
He moved, but she caught his hand.
"Nigel!"
"Yes?"
"Don't ring for Marie."
"Why not?"