“Not good enough? Well, then, another reason is that you haven’t seen me for three days.”
She laughed amusedly.
“Worse and worse,” she said.
“I didn’t think you’d care much for that argument,” he responded cheerfully. “It was somewhat in the nature of an experiment, you see. But the real unanswerable reason is this: I have missed seeing you very much, I have been very dull, you are naturally kind-hearted and would not unnecessarily cause pain or disappointment, and I beg of you to give me a few moments of your cheerful society! Is that—better?”
“I don’t particularly care for it.”
“Miss Devereux——”
“What have I told you?” she warned.
“I beg pardon! But—now, really, please let me call you by a Christian name! I—I’d like to graduate from mythology.”
“I don’t think it would be proper for you to call me by my Christian name,” she answered demurely.
“A Christian name, I said,” he answered patiently. “Tell me why you don’t want me to address you as Miss Devereux, please.”