Did you? I thought we'd wait. It
would have been so much more sensible!"
"I've waited a long time," said Peter.
"Poor dear!" said Leonore, putting her other hand over Peter's, which
held hers.
Peter enjoyed this exquisite pleasure in silence for a time, but the
enjoyment was too great not to be expressed So he said;
"I like your hands almost as much as your eyes."
"That's very nice," said Leonore.
"And I like the way you say 'dear,'" said Peter. "Don't you want to say
it again?"
"No, I hate people who say the same thing twice."
Then there was a long pause.
"What poor things words are?" said Peter, at the end of it.
"I know just what you mean," said Leonore.
Clearly they both meant what they said, for there came another absence
of words. How long the absence would have continued is a debatable
point. Much too soon a door opened.
"Hello!" said a voice. "Back already? What kind of an evening had you?"
"A very pleasant one," said Peter, calmly, yet expressively.
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