“And what do you do after?”
“If I am in bed I go to sleep.”
“My dear Leah, your sincerity is too much for me. Either be kind or visit me no more.”
“You are very weak, I think.”
“Yes, because I am strong.”
“Then henceforth we shall only meet at dinner. But shew me some more miniatures.”
“I have some pictures which you will not like.”
“Let me see them.”
I gave her Arentin’s figures, and was astonished to see how coolly she examined them, passing from one to the other in the most commonplace way.
“Do you think them interesting?” I said.