Then thinking it over gravely she returned with her odd intonation: "Yes, but you do see him!" I had to admit that this was the case; and I wasn't so prepared with an effective attenuation as I could have wished.

She eased the situation off, however, by the charming quaintness with which she finally said: "Well, I wouldn't want him to be lonely!" This time she rose in earnest, but I persuaded her to let me keep the album to show Mr.
Paraday.

I assured her I'd bring it back to her myself.

"Well, you'll find my address somewhere in it on a paper!" she sighed all resignedly at the door..