"Why not?"
She gave the driver an address on Sutton Place South.
"Do you make all that money?" Simon asked interestedly, as they moved off.
"The place I've got isn't so expensive. And I work pretty regularly. At least," she added, "I used to."
"I hope I didn't louse everything up for you."
"Oh, no. I'll get something else. I was due for a change anyway. I couldn't have taken much more of Cookie without going completely nuts. And I can't think of any happier finale than tonight."
Simon stretched out to rest his heels on the folding seat opposite him, and drew another eighth of an inch off his cigarette.
He said idly: "That was quite an exit line of yours."
"They got the idea, did they?"
"Very definitely. You could have heard a pin drop. I heard one."