"Don't you just love flowers, Bertie?"
I don't think I rolled my eyes, but it was dashed difficult not to, given the circs. Madeline Basset was at Aunt Agatha's house for a visit as was I. I didn't see she couldn't be spending her time with Samantha. Girls always got along better with other girls.
"I think they're all the happy thoughts people had the previous year come back now to make us happy again. Don't you?" she dribbled on.
I will admit that I had not been following her soppiness with a close ear. So when she turned to me expectantly I did the only thing available for me to do.
"What? Oh, yes, rather."
Madeline smiled and tucked arm into mine.