I said to a man I was with, 'I want to meet the girl who looks like cream in a gold saucer,' and he introduced us.

What could be stranger than that?
Not, as a matter of fact, that I ever thought love at first sight impossible, as so many people do." "But if you don't know the very first thing about a person--" Miss Severance began, but he interrupted: "You have to begin some time.

Every pair of lovers have to have a first meeting, and those who fall in love at once are just that much further ahead." He smiled.

"I don't even know your first name." It seemed miraculous good fortune to have a first name.
"Mathilde." "Mathilde," he repeated in a lower tone, and his eyes shone extraordinarily.
Both of them took some time to recover from the intensity of this moment.
She wanted to ask him his, but foreseeing that she would immediately be required to use it, and feeling unequal to such an adventure, she decided it would be wiser to wait.

It was he who presently went on: "Isn't it strange to know so little about each other?
I rather like it.