“Ha, ha, ha!” laughed she; “of course I saw the dénouement, ha, ha!—drôle, wasn’t it?”
“Very,” replied I, not much relishing the joke, but endeavouring to join my companion in the laugh.
“How silly the spark looked! Ha, ha!”
“Very silly, indeed. Ha, ha, ha!”
“And how disappointed—”
“Eh?”
“How disappointed you looked, monsieur!”
“Oh—ah—I—no—I assure you—I had no interest in the affair. I was not disappointed—at least not as you imagine.”
“Ah!”
“The feeling uppermost in my mind was pity—pity for the poor girl.”