"You heard me? Where?"
"At Bettersley in your freshman year."
"But how did it come about? I am sure I never saw you."
"No, for you had hardly made my sister's acquaintance then. I had run up to see her and she took me to one of your club-houses. You were at the piano playing."
"And you never told me in all this time."
"No, for you see I did not meet you on that occasion and at first I did not associate you with the dark-haired girl who was playing Chopin at Bettersley four years ago."
Nan arose. "Now since I have finished the solo you demanded, let us look over your music."
"Oh, but you didn't play that expressly for me."
"For whom then?"
"For yourself, didn't you? I exact the fulfilment of my claim. Please play something else."