Dickie.
[Astonished.] Me?
Mrs. Fergusson.
He tells me that now I’m quite strong enough for a foreign climate, and, of course, nothing will induce me to remain an hour away from my husband if I’m not obliged to.
Barlow.
But I thought he was bravely fighting for his country.
Mrs. Fergusson.
Well, you see, there doesn’t happen to be any fighting for him to do just now, and he’s taken a very nice house at Malta. And I shall start to-morrow.
Barlow.
This is more distressing than I can say. And are you going straight through?