Our penultimate performance was over, and I was in the midst of
my vagaries again, when I saw Berry. Unanxious to tempt
Providence, I retired precipitately to the shelter of the booth.
My companion was sitting disconsolately upon the box on which she
stood to work her puppets.

"Is it time for the next show?" she said.

"Not for a quarter of an hour."

I sat down at her feet and removed my mask and nose.

"I'm afraid I persuaded your hand last time, Judy."

"You touched it."

"Let me look."

"It doesn't show."

"Let me look."

After examining the knuckles carefully, I turned my attention to
the soft little palm.

"Obstinacy," I said. "Obstinacy is clearly indicated by the
dimple situate below Saturn and to the right of the
watering-pot."

She tried to draw it away, but I tightened my hold and proceeded