John continued to look at her. He wondered if Nat knew what he had lost.
"A penny for your thoughts, Miss Sylvia," he said after a minute.
She shook her head at him. "This isn't bargain day," she returned.
"Are they that precious?"
"They're priceless," she answered.
"Really no use bidding?"
"Not the slightest." Sylvia looked off again.
"Well, one thing about them I know without paying. You've given it away."
"What's that?"
"They're happy."