"I'll take you at the last figure," she answered.
"Good. I'm awfully obliged. I suppose there's no use asking if I startled you?"
"Quite useless. You did."
"It was very childish of me," said Bill, more humbly. "You see, the chair was in my way."
"And you refused to be thwarted," she nodded gravely.
"I certainly did. I was angry about something and—say are you kidding me?"
This time she smiled and Bill grinned again, sheepishly.
"Anyhow, the chair wasn't where it belonged," he said. "And when you sit in it your head doesn't even stick over the top. I had no idea there was anybody in it, of course."
"Of course," she assented. There was a funny little wrinkle at the corner of her mouth.
"See here," said Bill sharply. "You are kidding me, and—well, I'm glad I kicked the chair."