"Sorry that you remembered them?" he had suggested.
"What would happen if--I had continued forgetting them?" she asked.
"That is the most interesting question I have heard in some time. Why not try to continue forgetting them?"
"I'm too great a coward," she replied, putting out her hand to him, for now her victoria had drawn up and the footman was standing ready to open the door.
"Oh, no! only /au revoir/," she murmured.
"With all my heart--/au revoir/ at The Mooring," said he.
That /au revoir/ had reference to the circumstance that they were to be fellow-guests at Mrs. Linton's house at Hurley-on-Thames, known as The Mooring. Phyllis had told him that she was about to pay that visit, and when he said:
"Why, I am going as well," she had raised her eyes to his face, an unmistakable look of pleasure on her own, as she cried: