"Do you mean that you have really used the hour as you saw fit?" she asked. "Have I done my part honestly?—Like a good sportsman? Have I really?"
He bowed, laughingly:
"I cheerfully concede it. You are a good sport."
"And—all that time—" she began—"all that time——"
"I had my chances—sixty of them."
"And didn't take them?"
"Only wanted to—but didn't."
"You think that I——"
"A woman never forgets a man who has kissed her. I took the rather hopeless chance that you might remember me without that. But it's a long shot. I expect that you'll forget me."
"Do you want me to remember you?" she asked, curiously.