"Oh, but you are beginning to do a good many things that you never did before."
"Yes," he answered with curious depression. "I am."
"Well, don't look so glum about it. You mustn't think that any change in your ways of doing is necessarily for the worse!"
He refused to take up the cudgels; an uncanny thing from him. "Well! I am obliged to you for inviting me here to-day. It has been interesting and—instructive."
"And now you have got us all neatly docketed on your sociological operating table, I suppose?"
"I am inclined to think," he said slowly, "that it is you who have got me on the operating table again."
He gave her a quick glance, at once the unhappiest and the most human look that she had ever seen upon his face.
"No," said she, gently,—"if you are on the table, you have put yourself there this time."
"Well, good-by—"
"And are you coming to see me—to pay your party-call?"