Susan Calvin's expression was soft. 'It's really beautiful. I've often thought...' She stopped.
'Of course,' Ashe continued, 'I've got to wait for my holiday. The Herbie problem is delaying that. And there's a secret, too. I must tell someone.'
Susan Calvin's heart began to beat faster, but she could not speak.
'Actually, the house isn't for myself alone,' Ashe whispered. 'You remember the girl who visited the factory last summer? I'm going to marry her! And then he jumped up from his chair. 'What's the matter? Are you ill?'
'No,no!' Susan Calvin said weakly. 'It's just a headache. I must-congratulate you. Her face was white and her words cam with difficulty. 'excuse me...Please...'