"Please don't say it! You are not. I didn't know you; I was—prejudiced——"
"You'll find me out sooner or later," he said laughing, "so I might as well admit that your cap fitted me."
"It doesn't fit!" she retorted; "I was a perfect fool to say that!"
"As long as you like me," he returned, "does it make any difference what I am?"
"Of course it does! I'm not likely to find a man agreeable unless he's worth noticing."
"Am I?"
"Oh, gentle angler, I refuse to nibble. Be content that an hour out of my life has sped very swiftly in your company!"
She turned and laid her hand on the little gilt door. He opened it for her.
"You've been very nice to me," she said. "I won't forget you."
"You'll certainly forget me for that very reason. If I hadn't been nice I'd have been the exception. And you would have remembered."