“Not since an experience I had some fourteen years ago that didn’t take!”
Martin echoed her amusement. He was regaining his ease; she could see he was beginning to enjoy himself.
“You know I took my maiden name when I went back to work; everybody knew me there as ‘Miss Sturgis’; it seemed easier.”
“Yes, I see,” Martin agreed.
“I’m still with the old company.”
“What,—the same old publishing outfit?”
“Yes; I’m in charge of the Mail Order Department now.... We do quite a business.”
“Is that so? And how do you like it?”
“Oh, I like it all right. They think a lot of me there, and I do about as I please.... I’m thinking of resigning though; one of these days, pretty soon, I’ll quit. It gets on your nerves after awhile, you know.”
“Yes, I guess it does.”