"On what?"
"On the book!" said I.
Charmian rested her round elbows upon the table, and, setting her chin in her hands, stared squarely at me.
"Peter," said she.
"Yes, Charmian?"
"If ever you did meet this lady—I think—"
"Well?"
"I know—"
"What?"
"That you would fall a very easy victim!"