But for her to-- She interrupted my meditations.
"Mr.Paine," she observed, suddenly, "you will excuse my mentioning it, but you are distinctly not entertaining.

You have not spoken a word for five minutes.

And you are not attending to my needs.

The apple puffs are on your side of the--table." I hastened to pass the paper containing the puffs.
"I beg your pardon," I said, hurriedly.

"I--I was daydreaming, I guess." "So I imagined.