"All the difference in the world. But you have tabooed flattery. I see that I should have been a barber, a mild lunatic, or a detective."
"You would have been easier to dispose of."
I directed my gaze toward the door, and she surrendered a smile.
"You might be worth knowing,"—musingly.
"I promise to be."
"I shall give it thought. I should never forgive myself if I were the indirect cause of your joining this carnival of fools."
"I see that I shall last longer in your thoughts as the Unknown."
"Eat," she commanded.
"I am not hungry; I have dined."