“What, that he shouldn’t see me? Oh no. They seemed far more interested in electric-light fittings.”
Amory’s eyes grew more thoughtful still—“Oh!” she said; and added, “Did you think her pretty?”
“Hm—in a way. Very well dressed certainly; they both were. But I don’t think these black Spanish types amuse me much,” Mr. Strong replied.
Dorothy a black Spanish type!
“Oh, do tell me what she had on!” said Amory brightly.
She rather thought she knew most of Dorothy’s dresses by this time.
A black Spanish type!
The task of description was too much for Mr. Strong, but he did his best with it. Amory was keenly interested. But she pocketed her interest for the present, and said quite banteringly and with an almost arch look, “Oh, I should have thought Mrs. Tasker exactly your type!”
Again the quick motion of Mr. Strong’s blue eyes suggested an audible click—“Oh? Why?” he asked.