“I know.”
“What?”
“Everything,” he said.
“How?”
He tapped himself, “Here.”
“I expect you’ve got it all wrong.”
“Yesterday, perhaps, but not to-day. To-day I know everything.”
“How does it feel?”
“Wonderful,” he replied. They laughed together but, as though with that laughter the door to emotion had been opened, he saw tears start into her eyes. “No,” he begged, “there’s no need to cry.”
She laughed again. “I’ve got to cry some time.”