“Before we did?”
“Oh, yes; because I have very much here to do.”
“In Genoa?”
“Yes; and Jack and I have been out all this morning also.”
“And I never knew!”
He looked a little uneasy and rose to his feet.
“There is something very serious that I must say,” he said, standing before her.
She looked up in a little anxiety; a crowd of ordinary, every-day thoughts suddenly swarmed into her mind.
“Do not be gênée!” he implored parenthetically; “what I have to say is so most important.”
“I am not gênée,” she assured him.