‘We shall dance again to-night.’
And we did. We went to the same restaurant, and the same club,
and we danced till nearly three.
‘This has been good,’ Guy said. ‘Thank you, Helen.’
And I said:
‘Thank you, Guy.’
He went back the next day, at a quarter to twelve. Mollie was
in Salonika now; he had not seen her; I was sorry about that.
Cousin John and Cousin Delia came up to see him off. I saw them
at the station. Then I went back to Walter, and the house, and
the children, but for a long time it was better after that.
I wished that Walter could dance; he had promised me once that
he would learn.