“Kitty’s gone, Flo. Like Lilian. Believe me, there’s more chance of her coming back!’ I began to smile. ‘And if she does, you can go to her, and I won’t say a word. And if Kitty comes for me, you can do similar. And then, I suppose, we shall have our paradises – and will be able to wave to one another from our separate clouds. But till then – till then, Flo, can’t we go on kissing, and just be glad?”
