“I tried it once, and fell in. A mirror, please,” she insisted.
“Yes—a mirror—then.”
“And a—a small, a very tiny steamer trunk?”
He laughed.
“Oh, yes, and a French maid, smelling salts and a motor——”
“Phil! What shall I cook with?”
“A frying pan and a tin coffeepot.”
“But I can make such beautiful muffins.”
“I’ll build an oven.”