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‘Good heavens, I don’t want a return. If I’ve done any-
thing for you, I’ve done it because I love you. You owe me
nothing. I don’t want you to do anything unless you love
me.’
He was a little horrified by her feeling that her body was
a commodity which she could deliver indifferently as an ac-
knowledgment for services rendered.
‘But I do want to, Philip. You’ve been so good to me.’
‘Well, it won’t hurt for waiting. When you’re all right
again we’ll go for our little honeymoon.’
‘You are naughty,’ she said, smiling.
Mildred expected to be confined early in March, and
as soon as she was well enough she was to go to the sea-
side for a fortnight: that would give Philip a chance to work
without interruption for his examination; after that came
the Easter holidays, and they had arranged to go to Paris
together. Philip talked endlessly of the things they would
do. Paris was delightful then. They would take a room in
a little hotel he knew in the Latin Quarter, and they would
eat in all sorts of charming little restaurants; they would go
to the play, and he would take her to music halls. It would
amuse her to meet his friends. He had talked to her about
Cronshaw, she would see him; and there was Lawson, he
had gone to Paris for a couple of months; and they would go
to the Bal Bullier; there were excursions; they would make
trips to Versailles, Chartres, Fontainebleau.
‘It’ll cost a lot of money,’ she said.
‘Oh, damn the expense. Think how I’ve been looking for-
ward to it. Don’t you know what it means to me? I’ve never

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