"I remember. Wilkins turned down a side-street."
"Exactly."
"What a shame. Well, if you go to your hatter's you'll get it again."
"Your ingenuity is only equalled by your consideration. Isn't that neatly put? You see, I'm writing a letter to The Observer, and, when I get going, I can just say things like that one after another."
"How wonderful. But I'm afraid I'm interrupting you, and I shouldn't like to deprive Humanity——"
"Your name," said I, "is Dot. But I shall call you Mockery. And if you're half as sweet as you sound——"
"Good-bye."
I protested earnestly.
"Please don't say that. We've only just met. Besides ... why was Clapham Common?"
"Clapham what?"