‘This has been good,’ Guy said. ‘Thank you, Helen.’
And I said:
‘Thank you, Guy.’
He went back the next day, at a quarter to twelve. Mollie was in Salonika now; he had not seen her; I was sorry about that.
Cousin John and Cousin Delia came up to see him off. I saw them at the station. Then I went back to Walter, and the house, and the children, but for a long time it was better after that.
I wished that Walter could dance; he had promised me once that he would learn.
I asked him now; it was foolish of me.
He said:
‘I have no time to dance, and I don’t want to. I don’t understand, Helen, how you can bear to dance at a time like this.’
I said: