The little lady Marionette patted the paniers of her pretty brocade dress and remained silent.
“You don’t mind that, do you?” her partner said. “I thought you wouldn’t.”
“I do mind,” she answered at last.
“Yes; very much I am sure,” he said.
“You hurt my feelings,” she replied.
“I wouldn’t do that for the whole world—not for ten worlds,” he answered.
She smiled.
“Oh, you smile!” he said. “Then you do not mind very much after all.”
“I smile because it makes me happy to hear you speak kindly to me again,” she answered.