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“Si!”

Dixon threw away his cigarette and lit another nervously.

“Carmella fine girl now—fine girl then. I like her now. I love her then. You say yes to Carmella marry me then?”

“She keed,” said Tommaso.

“Now, yes! But when she feenish school.”

“Then I tell you then.”

And Tommaso filled and lighted his pipe with all the air of a clubman. Few more words were said. But as they parted at the door, Tommaso offered his hand, saying:

“I lika you, Carmella lika you. Maybe you marry—sometime.”

Dixon shook hands with his senior partner, and said one word:

“Thanks!”