They both laughed easily, but he could make nothing of her. 362
“Thank you,” he said; “and I fear I have interrupted your reading––”
“I have read enough lies; I am quite ready to tell you a few. Shall I?”
“You are most amiable. I have been wondering what the other floors in this building are used for.”
“Private apartments,” she replied smiling, looking him straight in the eyes. “Now you don’t know whether I’ve told you the truth or not; do you?”
“Of course I know.”
“Which, then?”
“The truth.”
She laughed and indicated a chair; and he seated himself.
“Who is the dark, nice-looking gentleman accompanying you?” she enquired.