"You dreadful girl!... But really Louie, you must have noticed it. Why, you can see it the moment she comes into the room!"
"Really?" came the other detached voice. "How quaint!... Who do you think she's after? Not the Baboon?..."
I imagined the chuckle I didn't hear. I took it that the Baboon was myself.
"Mandrill, my dear," Miss Windus corrected. "You really must take a memory powder!..."
"Oh, I call it baboon," Miss Causton remarked with indifference. Then she laughed.... "How ridiculous you are! He's as big as a man ought to be anyway——"
"Oh, quite!"
"——and I declare you can look at him till he's quite good-looking!"
"Oh!..." (I could almost see Miss Windus' quizzical eyes.)
"Really, you are absurd!..."
There was another short silence.