'Did you feel it too? I want to know?'
'In that case, I did.'
He looked at her a moment.
'But all the time you were my breath of out-of-doors,' he said.
Amelie was not fool enough to take this as a compliment, or to simper acknowledgments. As he spoke he wondered how she would take it, hoped she would look at him, anyhow, then hoped she would not.
'Ping-pong is indoors enough,' she said. 'Do tell me what you think of him.'
'I don't think of him,' said Bertie. 'If I sat down to think of him I should instantly begin, without meaning to, to think about something else.'
'Do you loathe him?' she asked.
'Good heavens, no! But—but there are people like husks. Just husks.'
She considered this.