"I wonder!" "I wish we could get at him in some different fashion," her companion observed uneasily.
"My dear man, I'm hardened to these enterprises," Maggie assured him.

"I even let the President of the German Republic hold my hand once when his wife wasn't looking.

Nothing came of it," she added, with a little sigh.
"These Germans are terribly sentimental when it doesn't cost them anything.

They've no idea of a fair exchange." "By a 'fair exchange' you mean," her aunt suggested, a little censoriously, "that you expected him to barter his country's secrets for a touch of your fingers ?" "Or my lips, perhaps," Maggie added, with a little grimace.

"Please don't look so serious, Aunt.