"But being tied together, how could we avoid talking about it?" he pleaded. "When you're tied up like that to a person, it's per—permitted to speak, you know——"
"We talked entirely too much," she said with decision. "Now we are not tied at all, and I do not see what decent excuse we can have for conversing about anything.... Do you?"
"Yes, I do."
"What excuse?" she asked.
"Well, for one thing, a sense of humour. A nice spectacle we should be, you in one otherwise empty car, I in another, bored to death——"
"Do you think," she said, impatiently, "that I require anybody's society to save myself from ennui?"
"No—but I require——"
"That is impertinent!"
"I didn't mean to be; you must know that!" he said.
She looked out of the window.