Gravely little Eve Edgarton considered the thought. "Trionychoidea," she prompted quite irrelevantly.
"Oh, yes—of course," conceded Barton. "But do you mind if I smoke?"
"No, I don't mind if you smoke," singsonged the girl.
With a palpable sigh of relief Barton lighted a cigarette. "You're nice," he said. "I like you!" Conscientiously then he resumed his reading.
"No—Pleurodira—have yet been found,"
he began.
"Yes—isn't that too bad?" sighed little Eve Edgarton.
"It doesn't matter personally to me," admitted Barton. Hastily he moved on to the next sentence.
"The Amphichelydia—are known there by only the genus Baena,"
he read.