"Oh yes, I should have recognized you. I only saw you last year at the Pierian Hall."
"Did you go to see me there?" she exclaimed, touched by his having wanted to see her act without letting her know anything about his visit.
"Yes, I enjoyed the performance; it was excellent. I wonder why you're in Bucharest. Wouldn't you be better in England in war-time?"
"I think it's much more surprising to find you here," she said.
"Oh, I was sent out here to look after passports."
"But, Philip, why were you chosen as an expert on human nature?"
She could not resist the little stab; and he smiled sadly.
"I knew the country," he explained. "I'd done some excavating here, so the War Office made me an honorary captain and sent me out."
"Are you a captain? What fun! Do you remember when I wanted you to enlist for the South African War and you were so annoyed? But I suppose you're shocked by my reviving old memories like this. Are you shocked, Philip?"
"No, no, I'm not shocked. I'm still rather overcome by the suddenness of your visit. What are you doing here?"