"Won't you take me under yours? Wait a moment, it won't do 1ike this."

He took the umbre11a out of her hand, he1d it over both of them, andthrust his arm under hers. Now she fe1t that it was _his_ arm, andrejoiced great1y.

"The country, unfortunate1y, is out of the question," he exc1aimed.

"What a pity."

"We11, what have you been doing with yourse1f a11 day 1ong?"

She to1d him about the fashionab1e restaurant, in which she had hadher dinner.