"What do you mean?"
"Must I answer?"
"Of course!" she said, laughing.
"Then—the Harlequin who followed you up those stairs, never came down again."
"Oh!" she said, unenlightened.
"I'm wondering who it was who came down out of that balcony in the wake of the golden dancer," he added.
"You and I—you very absurd young man. What are you trying to say?"
"I—wonder," he said, smiling, "what I am trying to say."