“Oh, that's what I believe, too,” he said, with comic relief. “I didn't know but I'd been trying to convert you without knowing it.” They both laughed, and were then rather seriously silent.
He asked, after a moment, in a fresh beginning, “Have you heard from Miss Milray since you left Florence?”
“Oh, yes, didn't I tell you? She's coming here in June.”
“Well, she won't have the pleasure of seeing me, then. I'm going the last of May.”
“I thought you were going to stay a month!” she protested.
“That will be a month; and more, too.”
“So it will,” she owned.
“I'm glad it doesn't seem any longer—say a year—Miss Clementina!”
“Oh, not at all,” she returned. “Miss Milray's brother and his wife are coming with her. They've been in Egypt.”
“I never saw them,” said Hinkle. He paused, before he added, “Well, it would seem rather crowded after they get here, I suppose,” and he laughed, while Clementina said nothing.