“Can you go to walk so,” he inquired, “or shall I go down and wait while you undress?”
She straightened up.
“I can go out this way,” she told him; “I have only to get my hat.”
“And you will go now?”
“Yes, with pleasure.”
“Is it long to get a hat? I will go down to wait for you, you know.”
“It is five minutes.”
“Is it really five minutes?” he asked anxiously; “or shall I be there very much longer?”
“If I say five minutes it will be five minutes.”
He took his hat and cane in his left hand and extended the other to her with a smile.