She had humour, then?
So much the better.

An added zest to the game he was planning.

He recalled now that she was not of the clinging kind either.

A woman with a humorous turn of mind was ten times more elusive than a purely sentimental one.

Give him an hour or two with that old Amati--if she really cared for music! She would be coming to the apartment again--some afternoon, when his host was out of the way.
Better still, he would call her by telephone; the plea of loneliness.
Scoundrel?
Of course he was.