"I should like—"
"Yes?"
She looked at me straight in the eyes.
I walked to the table and took up the knife and fork.
"Yes?"
I looked at her, smiling gloriously now.
"Oh, I'd like Berry to see us now."
She came across and laid a hand on my shoulder.
"I like you, too," she said.
We had a great meal. She didn't want to drink any champagne, but I persuaded her to take a little.