“I was really surprised to find how concerned I was not to disappoint you.”
“That was nice of you, Jarvis,” she beamed at him.
“Don’t do that,” he said sharply.
“Do what?”
“Smile like a cat at a mouse,” he said.
“I intended that for a grateful smile.”
“It didn’t turn out that. It was possessive. If I can’t be friendly with you without your over-occupying my thoughts, I shall ignore you.”
“You mustn’t worry about liking me, Jarvis. It’s inevitable. People always like me. I become a necessity, like salt and pepper. Just accept me cheerfully, for here I am.”
He looked at her, frowning.
“Yes, there you are.”
“That scowl is very becoming to you. You look like an angry viking.”
“I am in no good mood to play.”
“Oh, very well, Grandfather Grunt. I had such a nice day. Why don’t you ask me about it?”
“I should be interested to hear what you did.”
“Your manners are painful but impeccable,” she laughed. “Well, I flittered and fluttered up and down the avenue, like a distracted butterfly. I
