Good day." She turned away to enter the order she had just given in a book on the desk.

Mr.Kron tried again, but she did not appear to hear him.

He grinned, observed "Oh, very well!" and, with a wink at Mr.Keith, went out, a suitcase in each hand.
Keith rose from the chair and, walking over to the counter, requested to be supplied with the tobacco he had come to buy.

Mary-'Gusta gave it to him.

Her cheeks were red and Keith was surprised to notice that she looked almost as if she would like to cry.