“What were you studying so intently?”
“I?”
“Learning palmistry?”
Parker Steel helped himself to one of the hot cakes.
“Oh, nothing,” he said, curtly.
His wife laughed.
“What a retort to give a woman!”
The physician shifted his chair.
“Really, Betty, am I to go into a lengthy dissertation on every trifle because you happen to be inquisitive?”
“Tell me the trifle, and you shall have your tea.”