"Do," she said.
"It was, really, it was seeing you here, walking by yourself. It's so jolly late, you know."
She drew herself up. "An American woman can walk anywhere, at any time."
"Oh, yes, of course, of course. But for ordinary people, and in Latin countries, it's considered—well, a trifle singular."
She smiled.
"You puzzle me," he said. "Just now you seemed perfectly aware of it. And yet——"
"And yet?" she raised her eyebrows.
"And yet, well—here you are, you know."
"Here I am, and here I've got to stay, it seems. Well—before that?"
"Before that?"