“You are right,” he said simply. “It would bore me. I don't know about Lillie.”
“Well, I can tell you,” said Nannie, speaking in no uncertain tone. “You are just as uninteresting to her as she is to you.”
He caught his breath.
“You are complimentary, I must say.”
“I know all about it. It's something like this with Steve and me. We don't bore each other, but we don't know what to say.”
“Well, what are you going to do about it?”
Nannie sat silent for a moment. Evidently she was revolving matters mentally. Finally she turned to her companion, and with a roguish smile, which shone like a sunbeam out from overhanging curls, said:
“I suppose I'll have to 'perk up' a little.”
“I don't speak Hindoostanee,” he replied.
“Well, Steve's above me, you know.”