She felt immensely superior. He saw an offer in her eyes and gaily accepted it. Her taste was perfect. He added to the paper: “Wait for Lady A. H.’s design.”
“You must not make it too fascinating, for the sake of the convalescents’ hearts,” said he.
“I suppose they are susceptible in their weak condition.”
“Weak or strong, it doesn’t seem to matter much,” said he. “It’s natural for a man to fall in love.”
“Friendship is more satisfactory. Don’t you think so?”
“I have only had friendship given to me, so I can’t judge. However,” he added, quickly turning as usual the talk from dangerous channels, “it might be more satisfactory for the nurses.”
He saw her into her brougham, delighted by her visit. She was to come again, at any time, whenever she wanted to consult him. They were partners
