But that
possibility had been anticipated. The phone did not ring. Ah, no, I have it wrong. Had it not been for the Plague, she might have had
her own babies. For
me that is all over and done with. What our dear mother would say back home I dread to think. My mind is full of ideas and images that I have been cherishing
and accumulating—dreams of travelling side by side, of lunching quietly
together in some jolly restaurant, of moonlight and music and all that side of life,
of seeing you dressed like a queen and shining in some brilliant throng—mine;
of your looking at flowers in some old-world garden, our garden—there are
splendid places to be got down in Surrey, and a little runabout motor is quite
within my means. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. "
"Dere's de other door!" cried Mendez, in alarm.
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