As it is, I think that it would be more comfortable." Laverick looked at her wonderingly.
"You seem such a child," he said, "to be left all alone in the world like this." "But I am not a child actually, you see," she answered, with an effort at lightness.

"Somehow, though, I do miss Arthur's going.
His father was always very good to me, and made him promise that he would do what he could.

I didn't see much of him, but one felt always that there was somebody.

It's different now.

It makes one feel very lonely." "I, too," Laverick said, with commendable mendacity, "am rather a lonely person.