“I didn’t see why you shouldn’t.”
“You surprise me.”
“Why?”
“It’s disappointing to find that at heart you are sentimental. I should have liked you better if you hadn’t made that ingenuous appeal to my sympathies.”
“I should have despised you if you’d been moved by it,” he answered.
“That’s better,” I laughed.
We began to play. We were both absorbed in the game. When it was finished I said to him:
“Look here, if you’re hard up, let me see your pictures. If there’s anything I like I’ll buy it.”
“Go to hell,” he answered.
He got up and was about to go away. I stopped him.