"Sam."
"Oh," said Neville, laughing.
"You make me perfectly furious by laughing," she exclaimed. "I wish I could tell you that I'd been to Niagara Falls with José Querida!"
"I wouldn't believe it, anyway."
"I wouldn't believe it myself, even if I had done it," she said, naïvely. There was a pause; then:
"I'm going to retire. Good night."
"Good night, Valerie."
"Louis!"
"What?"
"You say the golden-cloud machinery isn't working?"