Oh, how sorry she was for him!
"Good-bye," said he, pressing her hand, "and thank you."
"I'll write to you," she replied, "when I have thought it all over to-night. Probably I shall leave here to-morrow early."
"Just as you wish," he said.
As he took up his overcoat something long and round, wrapped in gold and silver tinsel, fell on the floor. She picked it up. It was a monster cracker. Both could not help laughing.
"What a sad end to the merry carnival!" she said.
He sighed. "I may hope, at least, that you enjoyed it?"
"What does it matter now whether I did or not?" she said deprecatingly.
"It matters a great deal, because the whole affair was got up especially in your honour?"
"What! in my honour?"