“The stillness of the nights here is awful—especially depressing if you’ve been used to keep it up till the small hours of the morning.”
“I should have thought that it would have been a welcome relief.”
“I don’t find it so.”
“I suppose you’re too young to feel the need of rest.”
He laughed. Evidently he thought it a good joke.
“Oh, I say, you’re not much older than I am, if at all. Of course I can’t quite make out in this light, but——”
“I’ve seen a good deal,” I interrupted.
“You’ve come from town, haven’t you?”
“How did you guess?”
“Oh, one can always tell.”