After that, Prudence lay back happily on the pillows and smoothed the lace on her mother's silk dressing gown.
"Talk to me," she said, "tell me about where you live, and what you do,—your work, you know, and how you amuse yourself. I want you to amuse me now, Mr. Harmer."
"You called me Jerry this morning."
"Yes, I know. Do you want me to call you Jerry still?"
"Yes, Prudence, I do. Do you mind if I move my chair a little closer?"
"No, put it right here. Now, I am ready."
"But there's nothing interesting about me. Let's talk of——"
"It's interesting to me. Tell me about your business."
"You don't care anything about business, I am sure."
"I care about your business."