Joan had been reading to her, and the chapter finished, she had closed the book and her thoughts had been wandering.

Mrs.Phillips's voice recalled them.
"Do you remember that day, my dear," she said, "when we went furnishing together.

And I would have all the wrong things.

And you let me." "Yes," answered Joan with a laugh.

"They were pretty awful, some of them." "I was just wondering," she went on.