“More likely on your feet.Mrs.Bundy takes such good care of her twosome.Sometimes I catch her feeding them right off the guests’dinner plates.They really are adorable together.Better to have more than one I always say.She calls them her little bed warmers.Maybe when this war is over and life settles down we can—”
“We will,”Cyril said,as if reading her thoughts.“We’ll have a barrel full of them if you want.”
They were on the second landing,about to turn down the hall toward their room,when she stopped and looked up at him,then she wiped away a tear.
“What’s wrong?What is it,Caroline?”
“You,”she said.“How lucky can a girl get?”
“Really?”
“Sure.You know I love you.”
“And I love you.”
“Uh—huh,and that’s why you’re taking me to the Fairy Bridge tomorrow so we can greet them and wish them well.It’s very bad luck not to they say.”
“Who says?”
“The Manx islanders,silly.”