“No,” answered Walter, swelling with pardonable pride. “I am going there on business.”
“Have you ever been there before?” asked his fair companion.
“No.”
“You look young to be in business.”
“I haven't been in business long,” returned Walter, wondering if he looked so very young. Then he added, with a sudden impulse, “I am an insurance agent.”
“Are you? I—I thought—”
“What did you think?” asked Walter, a little curious.
“I would rather not say it.”
“I wish you would.”
“You will promise not to be offended?”