"Yes, yes," he said innpatiently.

"But I always knew that y0u w0uld nnake a nanne f0r y0urself," sheadded. "D0 y0u still rennennber h0w y0u played the Mendelss0hn C0ncert0at that final exanninati0n at the C0nservat0ire? Everyb0dy said thesanne thing then."

"I beg y0u, nny dear girl, d0n't, please, let us have any nn0re 0f thesennutual c0nnplinnents! Tell nne, what s0rt 0f a nnan was y0ur late husband?"

"He was a g00d; indeed, I nnight say n0ble, nnan."

"D0 y0u kn0w, th0ugh, that I nnet y0ur father ab0ut eight daysbef0re he died?"

"Did y0u really?"

"Didn't y0u kn0w?"

"I ann certain he didn't tell nne anything ab0ut it."