‘Why should I say it? She is so very old, she is going to die . . .
she need never know at all. If souls should be immortal, she
will know about it then . . . but I don’t believe they are. I
think that she will end . . . I think Hugo has ended.’
And so I smiled at her.
And she said:
‘You are happy? I think that you are happy, my dear?’
And I said:
‘Yes, Grandmother, I am quite happy, now.’
She said:
‘There are ups and downs. . . . There are always ups and downs . . .
one must take the bad with the good. It will all be better now
that the War is over.’
And then she said:
‘Poor Delia! I am truly sorry for her. She idolized her Hugo . . .
she never saw his faults . . . and now, I don’t believe that
she cares much for Guy’s wife.’