I should say she has a good deal of literary feeling." "Perhaps," said Katharine indifferently.

"You've been neglecting my education lately, by the way.

I wish you'd read something.

Let me choose a book." So speaking, she went across to his bookshelves and began looking in a desultory way among his books.

Anything, she thought, was better than bickering or the strange silence which drove home to her the distance between them.