"How do I fall short?"
"You don't; this is much better." She was staring into the fire with great gravity.
"You don't give me a flattering idea of your anticipations," he said.
She ignored the opportunity to reassure him.
"I used to wonder so if we were never going to meet; I was so tired waiting," she said.
"Oh, then you thought on the whole you'd like to know me?"
"Well, it's a very queer feeling—the feeling I mean. I have it about Patti, too."
"Oh, Patti, too."
"You've heard her sing?"
"Yes."