“She is much better tempered than I am,” I added.
“I have no doubt about that,” he answered, with a smile.
“But I don’t think that she could have bandaged your dog’s leg as well as I did,” I said.
He looked at me with a sudden new thoughtfulness.
“That was the first time I spoke to you,” he remarked. “It seems a long time ago.”
“One measures time by events,” I said.
“And that,” he replied, quickly, “was a great event. I am not likely to forget it. I shall never forget it.”
I laughed.
“Not such a great event after all as the coming of the heroine of your romance,” I said. “How interesting it must have been to meet her again!”
“Rubbish!” he exclaimed, testily.