Meantime, as chance offered in the dance--to which she resigned herself utterly--I went on with such foolish words as men employ.
"Ah, nonsense!" she flashed back at me at last.

"Discover something new.
If men but knew how utterly transparent they are! I say that to-night we girls are but spirits, to be forgot to-morrow.

Do not teach us to forget before to-morrow comes." "I shall not forget," I insisted.
"Then so much the worse." "I cannot." "But you must." "I will not.

I shall not allow--" "How obstinate a brute a man can be," she remonstrated.
"If you are not nice I shall go at once." "I dreamed I saw a red heart," said I."But that cannot have been, for I see you have no heart." "No," she laughed.

"It was only a dream." "To-night, then, we only dream." She was silent at this.