It seemed to him a long time since he had seen her in so intimate a fashion.
"I wondered," she concluded at last, almost abruptly, "whether you would care to take me away." He was, for a moment, bereft of words.

Somehow or other, he had been so certain that she had sent to him to ask for more money, that he had never even considered any other eventuality.
"Take you away," he repeated.

"Do you really mean take you back to London, Violet ?" "Just anywhere you like," she replied.

"I am sick of this place and of everything.

I am weary to death of trying to keep Linda cheerful--you don't realise how depressing it is to be with her; and--and every one seems to have got a little on my nerves.