"Why, yes. Nothing so exciting as your coming ever happened in this old house."
"I teach singing," she said carelessly.
"Won't you sing me a song?"
She decisively shook her head. "Not to-night."
"But why?"
"Dozens of reasons. One is enough; I don't feel like it."
"To-morrow night, then?"
"Aren't you taking a good deal for granted?"
"But you said not to-night. That suggests another night."
"Oh, one doesn't weigh every word."