“The best there are. I believe in the education of joy. It opens the heart, calls up all the generous things. But your singing; can I bear your traveling about perpetually all over England?”
“If I get engagements.”
“You will. You had a good many for concerts last winter. You’ve got several for June and July. You’ll get many more. But who’s to go with you on your travels?”
“Beattie, of course. Why do you look at me like that?”
“How do we know Beatrice won’t marry?”
Rosamund looked grave.
“Why shouldn’t she?” asked Dion.
“She may, of course.”
“D’you think she’ll remain your apanage now?” he asked, with a hint of smiling sarcasm that could not hurt her.
“My apanage?”