“I’m sorry.” She looked at him in utter perplexity.
“What shall you say to me?” he cried. “What just reproaches shall you address to me, Miss Dumont!”
“I’m sure I don’t know, Mr. Puma,” she said, inclined 269 to laugh, “––until you tell me what is your errand.”
“Miss Dumont, I am most unhappy and embarrass. Because you have pay me in advance for that which I am unable to offer you.”
“I don’t think I understand.”
“Alas! You have pay to me by cheque for six months more rent of my hall.”
“Yes.”
“I have given to you a lease for six months more, and with it an option for a year of renewal.”
“Yes.”
“Miss Dumont, behold me desolate.”