"How lovely for you!—And when will you go to Norway, Tanny?"
"In about a month," said Tanny.
"You must be awfully pleased."
"Oh—thankful—thankful to get out of England—"
"I know. That's how I feel. Everything is so awful—so dismal and dreary, I find it—"
They crowded into the train. Men were still yelling like wild beasts—others were asleep—soldiers were singing.
"Have you really broken your engagement with Jim?" shrilled Tanny in a high voice, as the train roared.
"Yes, he's impossible," said Josephine. "Perfectly hysterical and impossible."
"And selfish—" cried Tanny.
"Oh terribly—" cried Josephine.
"Come up to Hampstead to lunch with us," said Lilly to Aaron.
"Ay—thank you," said Aaron.
Lilly scribbled directions on a card. The hot, jaded midnight underground rattled on. Aaron and Josephine got down to change trains.
