"But if one must earn one's living one must stay here.

I wish I could get back to Paris.

But there's nothing doing for me in France .-- When do you go back into the country, both of you ?" "Friday," said Lilly.
"How lovely for you!--And when will you go to Norway, Tanny ?" "In about a month," said Tanny.
"You must be awfully pleased." "Oh--thankful--THANKFUL to get out of England--" "I know.

That's how I feel.

Everything is so awful--so dismal and dreary, I find it--" They crowded into the train.