“It would not be the first time to-day that a veiled woman has done such a thing,” laughed Frank.
The disguised man stared at him again. Merry fairly itched to snatch away the veil.
“If you are seeking air, madam,” he suggested, “you had better remove your veil. It must be very smothering, for it seems to be quite thick.”
“You are far too anxious about me!” snapped the disguised man. “I would advise you to mind your own business!”
This amused Merry still more. The situation was remarkably agreeable to him.
“In some instances,” he said, politely, “your advice would be worth taking, but an insane person should be carefully watched, and that is why I am minding your business just now.”
“An insane person?”
“Exactly.”
“Do you mean that I am insane?”
“Well, I trust you will excuse me, but from your appearance and your remarkable behavior, it seems to me that you should be closely guarded.”