“No.”
“Has he been there to-day?”
“Yes.”
“I see, you think me extremely impertinent.”
“Not impertinent, but more inquisitive than I consider justifiable in a stranger. I really cannot engage to answer any more questions concerning my family or acquaintance.”
“Certainly not. I beg your pardon. I will wish you good morning.”
“Good morning.”
But he lingered.
“You are too candid yourself not to permit candour in me—may I, in excuse, state my reasons for thus interrupting you?”
I assented.