“Todger’s is wonderful,” he smiled. “And how you could ever have thought of leaving Todger’s is more than I can understand.”
“Oh, I’m going to leave it, right enough,” she answered. “What on earth do you think a girl all by herself wants with a great big house with ten bedrooms, three reception rooms, bath h. and c., etc., etc.?”
“It’s your home, anyhow.”
“That’s why I don’t like to let it.”
“Then why go away from it? If it is not an impertinent question, what are you going to do?”
She met his clear blue eyes and laughed.
“I’m going out into the world to seek adventure. There!”
“And I,” said he, “want to get out of the world and never have another adventure as long as I live. I’ve had more than enough for one lifetime.”
“But still,” she retorted, conscious of his bearing and vigour and other conjectured qualities, “you can’t contemplate fossilizing here till the end of time.”
“That’s what I’m literally thinking of doing,” he replied.