"Oh, you can't go by photographs. He has been here."
"What! Sugarman had the impudence to bring him!"
Kitty flushed slightly. "No, he called alone—this afternoon, just before you."
"What impertinence! A brazen commercial courtship! You wouldn't receive him, of course."
"Oh, well, I thought it would be fun just to look at him," said Kitty uneasily. "A commercial courtship, as you express it, is not unamusing."
"I don't see anything amusing in it—it's an outrage."
"I told you you had no sense of humour. I find it comic to be loved before first sight by a man who has no h's, but only l's, s's, and d's."
"Sugarman says he did see you before loving you—noticed you before he went to the Cape. But you must have been a little girl then."
"He didn't tell me that—that would have been even more romantic. He only said he fell in love with my photograph, as paraded by Sugarman."
"Why, where should Sugarman get—"