but you sound like a wrist-watch and a chain- purse."

"How did you know?"

"Intuition," I said carelessly. "You see I'm a boy-scout."

"Feel."

She laid a slim, warm wrist against my cheek. I distinctly felt
the cold round glass of a wrist-watch.

"And I've got a chain-purse in my bag."
"Ah!"

"Go on, boy-scout. Tell me what I look like in the daytime."

"You have ear-rings and your face is rather cold. About the kind
of ear-rings I am not certain."

"How did you know that?"

"I found that out, when- er- when we went up the bank."

"Oh!"

"Yes," I went on hurriedly," and- "

"Am I dark or fair?"

Ilooked hopelessly at where I knew my companion was sitting.