SHE—I think it perfectly hateful of you to send me that mean note, Carroll Vincent.
HE—Now, look here, girlie, don't you think you're to blame?
SHE—I? Why, the idea!
HE—Yes, you. I don't believe you care for me at all.
SHE—Why, Carroll Vincent, how can you say that?
HE—Now, say, Genevieve, don't take that tone with me. You know you had no business flirting with Jack Smallwood as you did last night at Lehmann's.
SHE—Flirting? Why, Mr. Vincent, how dare you?
HE—Yes, flirting. I said it. If you cared anything for me, you wouldn't treat me so contemptibly as you have been lately.
SHE—Contemptibly? What have I been doing, I'd like to know?
HE—I think the way you carried on with Jack was perfectly outrageous. As for him, when——