“Not just your eyes, Jarvis. Look at me with your mind.”
“What’s the matter with you?” he asked, slightly irritated.
“Do you like my looks?”
“I’ve never noticed them.”
“That’s what I’m asking you to do. Look me over.”
He stared at her.
“Yes, you’re pretty—you’re very pretty. Some people might call you beautiful.”
“Don’t overdo it, Jarvis! Have you ever noticed my disposition?”
“No—yes. Well, I know you’re patient, and you must be good-natured.”
“I am. I am also healthy and cheerful.”
“I don’t doubt it. Where is the paper?”
She put her hands on his shoulders and shook him gently.
“Jarvis, I want you to give me your full attention for five minutes.”
“What ails you to-day, Bambi?”
“The only thing I lack is a useful education, so that I am not sure I can make a very big living just at first, unless I dance on the stage.”
