"You can enter me," he added, as he held open the door for her, "as a friend--or would you prefer a pseudonym ?" "A pseudonym, if you please," she begged.

"We have so many who send us sums of money as friends.

Anything will do." The Professor glanced around the room.
"What pseudonym shall I adopt ?" he ruminated.

"Shall I say that an oak sideboard gives you five hundred dollars?
Or a Chippendale sofa?
Or," he added, his eyes resting for a moment upon the little box, "a black box ?" The two girls from the other side of the table started.

Even Quest swung suddenly around.