‘Very much, thank you.’
And then we both laughed.
I wanted to tell him about my baby; that I was going to have one very soon now, though I suppose he knew; but I could not speak about that either. It was odd, and painful, the way we could not talk.
I thought:
‘It is because we have not met for so long, and so much has happened in between, at least to me.’
I thought:
‘It will be different when we get used to each other again. We will soon.’
I said:
‘Walter is out. He will be awfully sorry to miss you.’
‘Yes. Oh—I am awfully sorry to miss him. I am going down to Yearsly to-morrow. I suppose you and Walter couldn’t come for the week-end? It would be nice if you could.’