“Hugh!” she exclaimed. “I'm out if anyone calls. Bring tea,” she added to the man, who retired. For a moment we stood gazing at each other, questioningly. “Well, won't you sit down and stay awhile?” she asked.
I took a chair on the opposite side of the fire.
“I just thought I'd drop in,” I said.
“I am flattered,” said Nancy, “that a person so affaire should find time to call on an old friend. Why, I thought you never left your office until seven o'clock.”
“I don't, as a rule, but to-day I wasn't particularly busy, and I thought I'd go round to the Art Museum and look at your portrait.”
“More flattery! Hugh, you're getting quite human. What do you think of it?”
“I like it. I think it quite remarkable.”
“Have a cigarette!”
I took one.
“So you really like it,” she said.