Mrs. P. Oh, not at all. I enjoy the fragrance of a good cigar.
(Mr. B. lays down his cigar.)
Mrs. P. It is quite cool out, this evening.
Mr. B. Yes—no—that is, it may be—but I haven’t been out this evening.
Mrs. P. I haven’t seen you at our house for several days.
Mr. B. (nervously). No—I—have been very busy and couldn’t come, but have thought of you, and meant to come.
Mrs. P. So you have thought of me. I am glad of that. I have thought of you, also.
Mr. B. (startled). Ah! Th—thank you, but—
Mrs. P. (interrupting). I dare say you couldn’t guess my errand to-night.
Mr. B. (nervously). Oh—no, of course not.