“But I think that you are droll too,” she told him.
“Oh,” he said energetically, “I assure you, madame, you do not as yet divine the tenth part of my drollness.”
She smiled.
“Do you think that I shall ever become sufficiently well acquainted with you to learn it all?”
He regarded her seriously.
“If you interest me,” he remarked, “I shall naturally see much of you, because we shall be much together. How long do you stay in Lucerne?”
“Until Monday. I leave on Monday.”
He looked at her in dismay.
“But I do not want to leave on Monday. I have only come the last night. I want to stay two weeks.”
She felt herself forced to bite her lips, even as she replied: