"Do I look so ignorant?"
"Everyone over here is ignorant about American geography. I never expect them to know anything. When I mentioned Manitoba to one man, he said at once, 'Oh, yes, Central America!'"
Roger laughed.
"I shouldn't like to be cross-examined myself, but I know a little about Canada. I think, too, that you have the look of the plains."
"What sort of look is that?"
He hesitated, and his eyes twinkled.
"An extremely nice look."
They both laughed at this.
"To be definite, it is a certain breadth across here"—he indicated the cheek-bones—"and then your eyes, the way they are set, and a sort of shining brightness about them. I should think you are very far-sighted. Are you?"
"Well, do you know, I am. I grew up in a country where one could see for miles and miles. When I first went into hospital training, my eyes began to trouble me. The doctors said it was only because I wasn't used to looking at objects at close range."