Lanley drew his shoulder back into the room and shut the window; as he did so he saw a trace of something impish in the smile of his hostess.
“Why do you smile?” he asked quickly.
She did not make the mistake of trying to arrest her smile; she let it broaden.
“I don’t suppose you have ever done such a thing before.”
“Now, that does annoy me.”
“Calling down five stories?”
“No; your thinking I minded.”
“Well, I did think so.”
“You were mistaken, utterly mistaken.”
“I’m glad. If you mind doing such things, you give so much time to arranging not to do them.”