"This is but one of many of our charming sun-sets."
"Ah, then the sun goes down every evening?"
"Y-e-s," I stammered, for she was beginning to make me feel foolish.
"In the same place?" she asked, cutting her eye at me.
"Well, not exactly. But in the West, generally."
"Startling."
"Oh, not when we have accustomed ourselves to it."
"Indeed. But tell me, is salt very high here, or do you use a great deal of it?"
"I don't quite understand you."