"I thought"—Diana hesitated in confusion for the moment—"my husband agreed with me in thinking, that it would be good for me to be away from home for awhile."
"Wanted change, eh?" Mrs. Sutphen said dryly.
Diana did not know what to add to her words.
"Change and salt air"—the old lady went on.
"Not salt air particularly," Diana answered, feeling that she must answer. "I did not think of salt air. Though no change could have been so good for me."
"Has it been good for you?"
"I have enjoyed it more than I can tell," Diana said, looking up again.
"Yes, yes; but that isn't the thing. I know you enjoy it. But do you think it is making you fat?"
"I don't need that," said Diana, smiling. "I am fat enough."
"You won't be, if you go on losing as you have done since you came. Now
I agree with you that I don't think that is Clifton air. What is it?"