"That's far enough," she said; for she did not want him too close.
"Very well, gracious baroness," he answered, and swung his legs.
The formality of his address caused her fresh annoyance.
"Don't you think when we are alone together you might drop titles?" she asked, looking him straight in the eyes.
"I might ... but I mustn't."
"But how about the other day?"
"Oh, the other day was my birthday," he answered, "and as I wanted a pretty little present I gave myself that!"
"And to-day is my birthday," she jested. "What present am I to be given?"
"Anything the gracious baroness likes."
"Then I like you to call me 'Comrade.'"