"She's quite a good sort, when you know her." The subject seemed in some way to trouble her, and Joan dropped it.
They watched the loading of a steamer while Joan drank her tea.
"He will come this afternoon, I fancy," said Mrs.Phillips.

"I seem to feel it.

He will be able to see you home." Joan started.

She had been thinking about Phillips, wondering what she should say to him when they met.
"What does he think," she asked, "about your illness ?" "Oh, it worries him, of course, poor dear," Mrs.Phillips answered.

"You see, I've always been such a go-ahead, as a rule.