But--I hate it!" His manner changed in a moment, became half-quizzical, half-caressing.
"Poor little brown elf, what a shame! Well, come if you can! I shall look out for you.

I may have something to show you." "May you?
Oh, what ?" cried Dinah, all eagerness in a moment.
He laughed.

There was a provoking hint of mystery in his manner.

"Ah! That lies in the future, _miladi_." "But tell me!" she persisted.
"Will you come then ?" he asked.
"Perhaps," she said.

"If I can!" "Ah! And perhaps not!" he said.