I did not ask him to join me after what I had heard it was not possible for me to sit at the same table with him.
"Did you enjoy your holiday?" he asked.
I did not answer him I went on with my meal.
"But it was not a real holiday, was it?" he continued. "You went partly on business. Did you do a good stroke? You had fine weather. Which road did you take?"
"You want to know too much," I said, and I rose from the table and went into the shop. He followed me there.
I had made up my mind as to the course I should pursue towards him. I would get rid of him as quickly as possible. To have a treacherous creature continually in my sight would have made my life unbearable. He should go; he had done mischief enough I would have nothing more to do with him.
He felt the coldness of my reception; I wished him to feel it.
"You do not seem glad to see me," he said.
"There is no special reason for joy," I replied.
"I shall not trouble myself, however," he said. "Here are the watches you gave me to repair."