"Are you still the Capuchin, or simply Mr. Comstalk?"
"I have laid aside all masks, even that which hides the heart."
She turned and looked me steadily in the eyes.
"Well?" said I.
"If I took you on—on approval, what in the world should I do with you in case you should not suit my needs?"
"You could return me," said I laughing.
But she didn't.