She looked from Rachel to Terence. They were both a little touched by the sight of her remembering how lately they had been listening to evil words about her, and Terence asked her what her scheme was, and she explained that she was going to found a club--a club for doing things, really doing them. She became very animated, as she talked on and on, for she professed herself certain that if once twenty people--no, ten would be enough if they were keen--set about doing things instead of talking about doing them, they could abolish almost every evil that exists. It was brains that were needed. If only people with brains--of course they would want a room, a nice room, in Bloomsbury preferably, where they could meet once a week.