“You see one,” said Michael.
“No, I don’t. Good Lord, you’ve only asked her once. You’ve got to make yourself felt. You’re not intending to give up, are you?”
“I couldn’t give up.”
“Well then, just hold on. She likes you, doesn’t she?”
“Certainly,” said Michael, without hesitation. “But that’s a long way from the other thing.”
“It’s on the same road.”
Michael got up.
“It may be,” he said, “but it strikes me it’s round the corner. You can’t even see one from the other.”
“Possibly not. But you never know how near the corner really is. Go for her, Mike, full speed ahead.”
“But how?”