“Didn’t you?”

“Do you mean this?”

“Why, yes; she was — very agreeable.”

Ernest frowned.

“We’re twenty, Ernest. And then, you see, it’s like a course in sociology. Susie — ”

“Susie, was that her name?”

“Yes.”

“So she had a name?”

“Of course.”

“She shouldn’t. It should be a number.”

“They may not be pillars of society; still, they’re human.”

“Yes,” said Ernest, “that is the most horrible part of it.”