"A light comedy, with a very slight love interest," he answered, "all dialogue, no action.... At least, so far."
"Oh, then it isn't finished yet?"
"Not quite. Good-bye. And if you ever want a change, remember—a superior man!"
They both laughed insincerely.
He left her looking thoughtfully out of the window.
CHAPTER XXIII
THE BALD-FACED STAG
Vaughan went home, and after lunching, chiefly on a newspaper and a cup of coffee, he got into a taxicab and gave a direction.