There was a long silence but they were standing hand in hand all the time.
“I will order dinner to be sent up here,” said Edward.
“The waiter would see me crying. People would talk if I dined with a man in my bedroom.”
“Listen, Emily, lie down. I will go out and buy ... strawberries and cream ... and asparagus ... and cheese straws ... and champagne ... the most perfect things to eat and drink in the world. Couldn’t you laugh again, sitting picnicking cross-legged on the floor ... as we sat in the California forests?”
She gave a loud broken cry and threw up her hands.
“Oh, Tam ... Tam ... Tam ...”
“Lie down, Emily.”
“Tam ... Tam ... Tam ...”
“Lie down, Emily.”
She lay face downwards on her bed. He noticed that her face fitted into a depression in the pillow that was already there. So she had already spent hours in that attitude.