Traill gripped it from him, giving the number almost at the same moment.
Alexandre waited patiently for a moment, then deferentially suggested that he should be given the money, having received which, the little staircase swallowed up his tall, thin body again.

It was all like playing at keeping restaurant, only everything worked without a hitch, which would never have happened if it had really been only a game.
"I apologize," Traill repeated, when Alexandre had disappeared.
"But there's no need to," said Sally, quickly.

"I think it's very kind of you to take the interest that you do.

And I suppose"-- her eyes roamed plaintively round the room, rather than at that moment meet his; "I suppose I should have told you without your asking." "Why ?" he leaned a little forward.
"I don't know.

Because I wanted to, I expect." Her eyes fell to the table.