"Ghent?"
"Yes, Ghent," he repeated, not quite understanding her blank stare.
"Oh, the devil! What are you talking about?" she demanded with a touch of petulance. "Are you going to Ghent? I did not know it."
"Didn't you? Then I don't know what the devil I'm talking about," he said.
A laugh flashed in her eyes. "I wish I didn't like you, but I do - I do!" she said. "Do you wonder that I didn't expect to see you here this morning?"
"If it was not because you thought me already on my way to Ghent I most certainly do."
"Odd creature!" She gave him one of her direct looks, and said: "I behaved very shabbily to you last night."
"You did indeed. What had I done? Or were you merely cross?"
"Nothing. Was I cross? I don't know. I think I wanted to show you how damnably I can conduct myself."
"Thank you," said the Colonel, bowing in some amusement. "What will you show me next? How well you can conduct yourself?"