“Is anyone up there?”
“Not a soul. Who should there be?”
“Well, I don’t know. I thought perhaps—”
“Old Nick was there? Well, he isn’t!”
“How absurd you are!” she said, almost with confusion, and looking away from him. “I only wondered whether you had a model with you.”
“I know, I know!”
After a rather long pause she said:
“What are we waiting here for?”
“Oh—just to rest!”
“But I’m not tired.”