“By all means,” he returned pleasantly, “let us go to that at once.”
“You can’t guess?” She unmasked again the battery of her laughing eyes. He shook his head. “I’ll give you three guesses.”
He found the courage to say: “You didn’t come to confess that I’m in the right about the play?”
She pouted prettily. “Can’t you let that be? No, of course not.”
“Nor to bicker about it?”
She laughed a denial.
“Nor yet to conduct a guessing contest?”
“No.”
“Then I’ve exhausted my allowance.... Well?”
“I came,” she drawled, “for my hat.”