It's just tea-time." "Could you write to her ?" "A ripping idea! I never thought of that.

I'll write to-morrow.

I'll be glad to get it off my mind.

Somehow, when one's been through all this, one feels quite differently about things." The entrance of tea trays interrupted the conversation.

Miss Beach returned in company with a nurse, and reminded her niece that if they wished to catch their train home they must be starting at once.