"Is she the gal you were dreaming about at the wrong time one day last week?"
"No. But about my notebook. It's not too important, but I had some interesting things in it, Margaret. I was wondering how to reach the Marques."
"It would be impossible today," she said. "He just left for Barcelona on a business trip."
"Is he a good friend of yours?"
"Freddie? He's my fiancé."
"You're kidding!"
"No. I'm to be the Marquesa de Runa. Didn't you know?"
"Does anyone else know it?"
"Yes," she said. "He does. Now don't start cross-examining me about that! It's my affair."
"I won't. You always know what you're doing."