“Perfectly howling.”
“I do think we've had a good time. I never expected to enjoy myself so much again in the world. I didn't suppose I should ever take so much interest in anything. It shows that when we choose to get out of our rut we shall always find life as fresh and delightful as ever. There is nothing to prevent our coming any year, now that Tom's shown himself so capable, and having another silver wedding journey. I don't like to think of it's being confined to Germany quite.”
“Oh, I don't know. We can always talk of it as our German-Silver Wedding Journey.”
“That's true. But nobody would understand nowadays what you meant by German-silver; it's perfectly gone out. How ugly it was! A sort of greasy yellowish stuff, always getting worn through; I believe it was made worn through. Aunt Mary had a castor of it, that I can remember when I was a child; it went into the kitchen long before I grew up. Would a joke like that console you for the loss of Italy?”
“It would go far to do it. And as a German-Silver Wedding Journey, it's certainly been very complete.”
“What do you mean?”
“It's given us a representative variety of German cities. First we had Hamburg, you know, a great modern commercial centre.”
“Yes! Go on!”
“Then we had Leipsic, the academic.”
“Yes!”