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“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. Chapter 7 The Dark Square Garden Josephine had invited Aaron Sisson to dinner at a restaurant in Soho, one Sunday evening. They had a corner to themselves, and with a bottle of Burgundy she was getting his history from him. His father had been a shaft-sinker, earning good money, but had been killed by a fall down the shaft when Aaron was only four years old. The widow had opened a shop: Aaron was her only child. She had done well in her shop. She had wanted Aaron to be a schoolteacher. He had served three years apprenticeship, then suddenly thrown it up and gone to the pit. “But why?” said Josephine. “I couldn’t tell you. I felt more like it.”