“Ah!” cried Del Torre, jerking up erect as if he had found something.
“And what's your way out?” Aaron asked him.
“I'm not out—so I won't holloa,” said Lilly. “But Del Torre puts it best.—What do you say is the way out, Del Torre?”
“The way out is that it should change: that the man should be the asker and the woman the answerer. It must change.”
“But it doesn't. Prrr!” Argyle made his trumpeting noise.
“Does it?” asked Lilly of the Marchese.
“No. I think it does not.”
“And will it ever again?”
“Perhaps never.”
“And then what?”