Then, because she had learnt to read what he thought from his mouth rather than his eyes, which she could not see, she knew that he was completely sincere and she blushed before she replied,
“That is a lovely toast and one I shall always treasure when I think of these days when in the middle of the Atlantic we are like two people on some other planet, having no contact with the world we have left behind or the world we are returning to.”
She spoke the words dreamily and Mr. Thorpe said quietly,
“I am very grateful for this planet, as you call it, where we find ourselves.”
It flashed through Crisa’s mind that her mother might think it very unconventional and improper that she should be spending so much time alone with a man and that neither of them had anything to do with anybody else e
