“Certainly. You’ll never be satisfied. Mamma always says that no one knows anything.”
“And you?”
“I?... Nothing....”
“How do you mean, nothing?”
“I know nothing at all.... Let me go.”
“Are you cross, Jules?”
“No, but I have an engagement.”
“Can’t you wait till I’m dressed? Then we can go together. I am going to Aunt Cecile’s.”
“All right, provided you hurry.”