Part 7 (1/2)
”Bah!” Le Mire snapped her fingers to emphasize her incredulity ”It does not exist”
”But it does Afloat and in co and the necessary check Dazzling white, in perfect order, a second Antoine for a chef, rooms furnished as you would your own villa What do you say?”
”Really?” asked Le Mire with sparkling eyes
”Really”
”Here--in San Francisco?”
”In the harbor I saw her ”
”Then I say--allons! Ah, my friend, you are perfection! I want to see it Now! May I? Co up from her chair
”Le Mire, you are positively a baby So new to play with!
Well, you shall have it But you haven't had breakfast We'll go out to see her this afternoon; in fact, I have already made an appointment with the owner”
”Ah! Indeed, you are perfection And--hoell you knowfor words; then she said abruptly: ”M La, Le Mire, in or out of reason”
Again she hesitated; then:
”Do not call hed
”But certainly, Senora Ramal And what is the favor?”
”That”
”That--”
”Do not call me Le Mire--nor Senora Ramal”
”Well, but I must address you occasionally”
”Call me Desiree”
I looked at her with a sht that that was reserved for your particular friends”
”So it is”
”Then, my dear senora, it would be impertinent ofin or out of reason And, of course, I am one of the faan to understand her, and I answered her somewhat dryly: ”My dear Desiree, there can be none other”
”Are you so--cold?”