Chapter 4

She finished her liqueur and looked at him hopefully. He poured her another. She thought, “When he smiles like that, I feel as if I had been, with him, everywhere he has been. He is so friendly that he makes me feel I am A Woman of the World.” He said, “What would you like to do? We might attempt a theatre, I suppose, but it’s a little late. Would you like to go somewhere to dance?” She regretted the peach-coloured frock. “I think not, thank you. I don’t like to dance unless I’m dressed.” “Just as you say.” He thou…