"I was looking for—powder. If you think I might be mistaken, I will look again."
"You couldn't be mistaken—after such a critical and prolonged—scrutiny!" she laughed. "And it won't be necessary to look again, sir—just at present."
"Will the 'present' be very long?" he queried, with assumed gravity.
"I cannot tell—it will depend."
"Upon what?"
"Circumstances."
"Of what nature?"
"Of different natures—yours and mine."
"More especially yours, I presume?"