"You have not this room to yourself?" inquired Dilhvyn.
"O no. It is public property."
"Then we may be interrupted?"
"At any minute. Do you want to talk to me, 'unter vier Augen'?"
"I want no more, certainly. Yes, I came to talk to you; and I cannot, if people keep coming in." A woman's head had now shown itself for a moment. "I suppose in half an hour there will be a couple of old gentlemen here playing backgammon. I see a board. Have you not a corner to yourself?"
"I have a corner," she said, hesitating; "but it is only big enough to hold me. However, if you will promise to make no remarks, and to 'make believe,' as the children say, that the place is six times as large as it is, I will, for once take you to it. I would take no one else."
"The honour will not outweigh the pleasure," said Dillwyn as he rose.
"But why must I put such a force upon my imagination?"
"I do not want you to pity me. Do you mind going up two flights of stairs?"
"I would not mind going to the top of St. Peter's!"
"The prospect will be hardly like that."