"Get him to for a month. We'll pay all his expenses and everything, of course."
"How you go ahead!" he said, laughing. "You must be a twin of Alston's, I think."
"What has got to be done can be done."
"Well, but the expense; you know, Charmian, we live right up to our income."
"Hang the expense! Oh, as Alston would say!"
He laughed.
"You really are a marvellous wife!"
"Am I? Am I?"
"I might sound old Jernington. He'll think I'm raving mad, but still—"
"I only hope," she said, smiling and eager, "that he won't be so raving sane as to refuse."