And the one thing, you see, goes with the other.

So you don't insist." He had again, at random, laid back his trinket; with which he quite turned to her, a little wearily at last--even a little impatiently.

"I don't insist." It disposed for the time of the question, but what was next apparent was that it had seen them no further.

The shopman, who had not stirred, stood there in his patience--which, his mute intensity helping, had almost the effect of an ironic comment.

The Prince moved to the glass door and, his back to the others, as with nothing more to contribute, looked--though not less patiently--into the street.