"Well?" she asked.
"When did I not behave nicely to you?" he said.
"Oh, a thousand times—yesterday, to-day, now, even," she said, "in expecting me to be sentimental. How can a woman who is just dying for her tea be sentimental?"
She looked at him a moment with her head on one side.
"Yes, you look quite nice to-day," she said, "and, really, I am awfully pleased to be with you. But what evil genius prompted you to put a turquoise in a russet tie?"
Ted threw up his hands in half-mock despair.
"I knew it was wrong," he said. "But don't you see?"
Kit looked at it a moment.
"I remember now—I gave it you," she said. "Really, I think that is the greatest compliment you ever paid me, spoiling your scheme of dress. Sugar? Yes, you take two lumps, I know."