[Is silent awhile, looks at him and says in a low voice:] But then,—it was after that—that the real thing happened.
The real thing?
[Sparking with vivacity.] Yes, I surely don't need to remind you of that?
Oh yes do remind me a little of that, too.
Don't you remember that a great dinner was given in your honour at the Club?
Yes, to be sure. It must have been the same afternoon, for I left the place next morning.
And from the Club you were invited to come round to our house to supper.
Quite right, Miss Wangel. It is wonderful how all these trifles have impressed themselves on your mind.
Trifles! I like that! Perhaps it was a trifle, too, that I was alone in the room when you came in?
Were you alone?