“CouldyoutoLiverpool？”hereturned。
“ToLiverpool？”shegasped。“Whatdoyoumean？”
“MerelythattheCupaniaissailingonthetwentieth，andI’vetelegraphedtoknowifwecangetaroom。I’mafraiditwon’tbeagoodone，butshe’sthefirstboatout，and——“
“No，indeed，wewon’tgotoLiverpool，andwewillnevergohometillyou’vehadyourafter-cureinHolland。”Shewasveryfirminthis，butsheadded，“Wewillstayanothernight，here，andgototheHaguetomorrow。Sitdown，andletustalkitover。Wherewerewe？”
Shelaydownonthesofa，andheputashawloverher。“WewerejuststartingforLiverpool。”