"But I dare say we shall meet before then.

I hope we shall." "I hope it also, mademoiselle." He bowed courteously.
She held out her hand.

"I shall come on the tenth of the month--it's my birthday.

I'll bring some cakes, and we'll have a party, and invite the dragon." Her eyes danced.

"We will have some fun, shall we ?" "I think that we shall not want the dragon," he smiled back.
"No?
Perhaps not.