She wondered what he could mean, but she could get no enlightenment from his face, which preserved a sphinx-like impenetrability.
"What are you thinking of?" she asked.
"How best to help you."
"I'm not in need of help: besides, I can take care of myself."
"H'm! Where were you going when I met you?"
"Shopping."
"May I come too?"
"It wouldn't interest you."
"How long can you spare?"
"Not long. Why?"