"Who?" said Mark, very calm.
"Oh, Mark, what a tone! Nobody you know!" Julia laughed.
"Is he in love with you?" Mark asked fiercely.
"Oh, don't be so silly! No, of course he's not."
"Tell me who he is!" Mark commanded grimly.
"Now, look here, Mark," Julia said sternly, "you stop that nonsense, or you can get straight off this car, and I'll go home alone! And don't you sulk, either, for it's too ridiculous, and I won't have it!"
Mark succumbed instantly.
"It's because I love you so," he said humbly. There was a little silence, then Julia, watching the Sunday streets, said suddenly:
"Look, Mark, look at the size of that hat!"
Mark, disdaining to turn his eyes for the fraction of a moment from her face, said reproachfully: