They've given me a week to make up my mind." "And when would you have to go ?" "Some time towards the end of next month, or possibly the beginning of October.

But as we're not going," said Nick, "I move that the discussion be postponed." He smiled into her eyes, a baffling, humorous smile, and rose.
"But it was a ripping idea of yours," he said.

"I'm quite grateful to you for mentioning it.

There are some chocolates in the hall for you.
Don't give them all to Violet, charm she never so wisely." "Oh, Nick, you darling! Fancy your remembering me! Do let's have some at once!" They went indoors together with something of the air of conspirators, and in the close companionship of her hero Olga managed to forget that she had so recently been driven to another man for protection.

In fact, the interview in the surgery, with the episode that had preceded it, was completely crowded out of her mind by this new and dazzling idea that had flashed so suddenly into her brain, and which seemed already to have altered the course of her life.
Many and startling were the visions that filled her sleeping hours that night but each one of them served but to impress upon her the same thing.