"Hadn't you better be getting back to breakfast?" said the girl.
"Not much," said I. "I don't run up against booths every day. Besides—"
"Besides what?"
"Well, booth, I'm awfully curious."
"What do you want to know?"
"You're very good."
"I didn't say I'd tell you."
"I'll risk that. In a word, why are you?"
"Ah!"
I waited in silence for a few moments. At length: