\"Oh, well—\" said Archer, getting up. \"Look here—the fog's lifting. If we made a dash for the National Gallery we might manage to catch a glimpse of the pictures.\"
The Newland Archers were on their way home, after a three months' wedding-tour which May, in writing to her girl friends, vaguely summarised as \"blissful.\"
They had not gone to the Italian Lakes: on reflection, Archer had not been able to picture his wife in
\"Oh, well—\" said Archer, getting up. \"Look here—the fog's lifting. If we made a dash for the National Gallery we might manage to catch a glimpse of the pictures.\"
The Newland Archers were on their way home, after a three months' wedding-tour which May, in writing to her girl friends, vaguely summarised as \"blissful.\"
They had not gone to the Italian Lakes: on reflection, Archer had not been able to picture his wife in
