I think it's your duty, poor old
chap. I wondered you didn't run down for the weekend.'
'I didn't like to do that,' she said.
'Why on earth not?' said Bruce. 'Hard luck for a poor chap with no-one
to speak to. Going back again; so soon too.'
'Well, if you don't mind I _might_ go down tomorrow for a couple of
days, and take Dilly.'
'Do,' said Bruce eagerly; 'do the kid good.'
Edith looked at him closely.
'Wouldn't you miss her, now that Archie's at school too? Wouldn't the
house seem very quiet?'
'Not a bit!' exclaimed Bruce with emphatic sincerity. 'Not the least bit
in the world! At least, of course, the house _would_ seem quiet, but
that's just what I like. I _long_ for quiet--yearn for it. You don't
half understand my condition of health, Edith. The quieter I am, the
less worried, the better. Of course, take Dilly. _Rather_! I'd _like_
you to go!'
'All right. I'll go tomorrow morning till Tuesday or Wednesday. But
wouldn't it seem the least bit rude to Madame Frabelle? She talks of
going away soon, you know.'
'Oh, she won't mind,' said Bruce decidedly. 'I shouldn't bother about
her. We never treat her with ceremony.
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