The dimples again ignored the warning and waited for my answer.
"We have no home at present save the broad earth, Fraeulein," I responded.
"You cannot occupy it all," she retorted, looking roguishly up to me.
"No," I responded, "we are occupying this part of the earth at present, but we hope soon to occupy Burgundy." "Please leave a small patch of that fair land for Twonette and me," she answered, in mock entreaty.

After a short pause she continued:-- "It seems easier for you to ask questions than to answer them." "Fraeulein," I responded, "your question is not easily answered.

I was born in Italy.

I lived for many years in the East, and--" "I did not ask for your biography," she said, interrupting me.

I did not notice the interruption, but continued:-- "I spent six years in your fair land of Burgundy.