"It was the most convenient place I could find," I replied carelessly.
"To keep it from the rain maybe?" she suggested.
"Well," I admitted, "a roof has some advantages."
"Then," said she, "you've been here a long while, for there's been no rain since I wakened up."
"But I didn't say I came here for shelter," I said hastily.
She stared at me again for a few moments.
"You're saying first one thing and then the other," she pronounced.
I felt inclined to tell her that she had missed her vocation. What a terrible specimen of the brow-beating, cross-examining lawyer she would have made! However, I decided that my safest line was cheerful politeness.
"Have it your own way, my good dame!" I said lightly.
Her evil eyes transfixed me.