Emil laughed.
"Oh, no, we will arrange things a little more cosily than that."
Bertha cast her eyes down.
"However, we mustn't sit at the same table as strangers," she said.
"Certainly not. We will even go somewhere where there is nobody else at all."
"What are you thinking of?" she asked. "I don't do that sort of thing!"
"Just as you please," he answered, shrugging his shoulders. "Have you an appetite yet?"
"No, not at all."
They were both silent for a time.
"Shall I not make the acquaintance of your boy some day?" he asked.