“Thank you. But I’d rather have an answer to my question.”
“Isn’t that an answer?”
“Is it?”
“White lilac—to the Invisible Prince?”
“The Invisible Prince.... Then you are the black domino!” he exclaimed.
“Oh, I suppose so,” she consented.
“And you will marry me?”
“I’ll tell the aunt I live with to ask you to dinner.”
“But will you marry me?”
“I thought you wished me to cheat my horoscope?”