Besides, honestly, Nigel, I don't feel frivolous enough to think about marriage just now.

I have the feeling that even while the clock is ticking we are moving on to terrible things.

I can't tell you quite what it is.

I carried my life in my hands during those last few days abroad.
I dare say this is the reaction." He smiled reassuringly.
"After all, you are safe at home now, dear," he reminded her, "and I really am very fond of you, Maggie." "And I'm quite absurdly fond of you, Nigel," she acknowledged.

"It makes me feel quite uncomfortable when I reflect that I shall probably have to order you to make love to some one else before the week is out." "I shall do nothing of the sort," he declared firmly.