“ One does, doesn't one!” cooed Julia.
“ I say, do you hear the bells?” said Robert, poking his head into the room.
“ No, dear! Do you?” replied Julia.
“ Bells! Hear the bells! Bells!” exclaimed the half-tipsy and self-conscious Jim. And he rolled in his chair in an explosion of sudden, silent laughter, showing his mouthful of pointed teeth, like a dog. Then he gradually gathered himself together, found his feet, smiling fixedly.
“ Pretty cool night!” he said aloud, when he felt the air on his almost bald head. The darkness smelt of sulphur.
Josephine and Robert had moved out of sight. Julia was abstracted, following them with her eyes. With almost supernatural keenness she seemed to catch their voices from the distance.
“ Yes, Josephine, WOULDN'T that be AWFULLY ROMANTIC!”—she
