Silence.
"Di——"
"Yes, I did."
"Then I am to ask what I desire?"
No answer.
"So," continued Jones in a low voice, "I do ask it."
Still no answer.
"Will you——"
"Mr. Jones," she said, turning a face toward him on which was written utter consternation.
"Will you," continued Jones, "permit me to name the first new butterfly that I capture, after you?"