Adela gave him her eyes. "My brother would be very glad to have you remain as long as you like. He would expect me to offer you what little hospitality is in my power."
"Pray, offer it then."
"That's easily done. This is the parlor, and there, beyond the hall, is my brother's study. Perhaps you would like to look at his books and his collections. I know nothing about them, and I should be a very poor guide. But you are welcome to go in and use your discretion in examining what may interest you."
"This, I take it, would be but another way of bidding you good-morning."
"For the present, yes."
"But I hesitate to take such liberties with your brother's treasures as you prescribe,"
"Prescribe, sir? I prescribe nothing."
"But if I decline to penetrate into Mr. Moore's sanctum, what alternative remains?"
"Really—you must make your own alternative."
"I think you mentioned the parlor. Suppose I choose that."
"Just as you please. Here are some books, and, if you like, I will bring you some magazines. Can I serve you in any other way? Are you tired by your walk? Would you like a glass of wine?"
"Tired by my walk?—not exactly. You are very
