Each must respond closely, definitely, to the other.

Now, you and I are as much in sympathy with one another as any two men in London, I suppose." "Surely!" "Then half the battle's won--according to Marr." "You are joking." "He wasn't.

He would declare that, with time and perseverance, we could accomplish an exchange of souls." Valentine laughed.
"Well, but how ?" Julian laughed too.
"Oh, it seems absurd--but he'd tell us to sit together." "Well, we are sitting together now." "No; at a table, I mean." "Table-turning!" Valentine cried, with a sort of contempt.

"That is for children, and for all of us at Christmas, when we want to make fools of ourselves." "Just what I am inclined to think.

But Marr--and he's really a very smart, clever chap, Val--denies it.