"Well?"
"I didn't hear mine; don't I get a ticket?"
"Do you want to go?"
Jerome smiled. "You can't make me mad that way, not a scrap. You're in league with Alice. I can see that, but you can't get a rise out of me that way. I'm going to the concert because——"
"Never mind. Don't bother to invent a reason. You're going because you want to."
"Oh, feminine intuition, deep, unfathomable and always right! Exactly. I'm going because I want to. Do you know a better reason?"
"None. What did Alice say?"
"She doesn't know yet. I can't reform all at once. I'm going to appear and astonish her."
Jean took a ticket and handed it to him.
"Where is it?"