"And pray what is that?" she cried.
"Haven't you heard of Kosnovia? It is a little Balkan State."
"Is there some mystery, then, about your name?"
"Oh, no; plain Alec."
"Am I to call you plain Alec?"
"Yes."
"But it follows that you would call me plain Joan."
"Let it go at Joan."
"Very well. Good morning, Alec."
"No, no, Miss Vernon. Don't be vexed. I really did not mean to be rude. And you promised, you know."