” “This is a terrible mistake,” he said, shaking his head from side to side, “a terrible, terrible mistake.” “You’re just embarrassed, that’s all,” and luckily I added: “Daisy’s embarrassed too.” “She’s embarrassed?
“Just as much as you are.” “Don’t talk so loud.” “You’re acting like a little boy,” I broke out impatiently.
But in the new silence I felt that silence had fallen within the house too.
I went in — after making every possible noise in the kitchen, short of pushing over the stove — but I don’t believe they heard a sound.
However, as calmness wasn’t an end in itself, I made an excuse at the first possible moment, and got to my feet.I think we all believed for a moment that it had smashed in pieces on the floor.Then he sat down, rigidly, his elbow on the arm of the sofa and his chin in his hand.“We haven’t met for many years,” said Daisy, her voice as matter-of-fact as it could ever be.“Are you in love with me,” she said low in my ear, “or why did I have to come alone?Tell your chauffeur to go far away and spend an hour.” “Come back in an hour, Ferdie.” Then in a grave murmur: “His name is Ferdie.” “Does the gasoline affect his nose?