It brought her back to the world of every-day things as nothing else could have done.
"Yes; isn't it luck ?" she told him.

"Three in one week.

I only heard an hour ago." "A city dinner ?" he inquired.
"Something of the sort," she replied.

"I am to be at the Whitehall Rooms at ten o'clock.

If you are tired, Leonard, please let me go alone.