"Just lit up a bit to show that he's human, eh?" said Jimmie with a grin.
Paying no attention to the interruption, Virginia went on:
"I didn't like him quite so much after that. He asked me again—"
"And you wouldn't?" interrupted Fanny.
"Of course not!"
Jimmie chuckled. Crossing his legs and striking the ashes from his cigar, he said:
"Say, but that was foxy!"
"What was?" demanded Virginia quickly.
"Making him think that he having money made no difference."
"It didn't."