"With Romeike and Curtice."
"Not really? What fun! What are they like?"
"Oh, Romeike is all right. I don't care so much about Curtice."
She gave him a cigarette.
"I never in my life," said Vaughan, "before to-day, attempted to interfere in anybody else's affairs."
She stared at him.
"But in this case it—may I really smoke?—does seem such a pity! Of course you know what I mean, don't you?"
"Do I?"
"You see, I feel so certain that if you were, let's say—married to Harry and met Romer after, you'd be so wildly in love with Romer."
"So I was," she said in a low voice. "Tremendously! I thought he was a strong silent man with a great deal in him.... Oh! I've told you."