The Seraph made no answer.
"That wasn't meant for a snub," said Sylvia reassuringly.
"I know that."
Sylvia looked at him curiously. "Is there anything you don't know?" she asked as they descended the stairs to the ball-room.
"I don't even know if you're going to let me take you in to supper."
"I'm glad there's something."
"That's not an answer."
"Do you want to?"
"You ought to know that without asking."
"I'm afraid there's a great deal about you I don't know."