And she's splendid." Little Bilham stared as a delicate appetite stares at an overheaped plate.

"What do I console her for ?" It just made his friend impatient.

"Oh come, you knows" "And what proves for you that she likes me ?" "Why the fact that I found her three days ago stopping at home alone all the golden afternoon on the mere chance that you'd come to her, and hanging over her balcony on that of seeing your cab drive up.

I don't know what you want more." Little Bilham after a moment found it.

"Only just to know what proves to you that I like HER." "Oh if what I've just mentioned isn't enough to make you do it, you're a stony-hearted little fiend.