“I wonder what it is I see in you,” he smiled.
“That’s a nice thing to say,” she answered.
Her body was so thin that one could almost see her skeleton. Her chest was as flat as a boy’s. Her mouth, with its narrow pale lips, was ugly, and her skin was faintly green.
“I shall give you Blaud’s Pills in quantities when we’re away,” said Philip, laughing. “I’m going to bring you back fat and rosy.”
“I don’t want to get fat,” she said.
She did not speak of Griffiths, and presently while they were dining Philip half in malice, for he felt sure of himself and his power over her, said:
“It seems to me you were having a great flirtation with Harry last night?”
“I told you I was in love with him,” she laughed.
“I’m glad to know that he’s not in love with you.”
“How d’you know?”