Mary's eyebrows went up almost imperceptibly.
"Seen the 'Follies' yet?" asked Bill. "No? Say don't miss it. I've been twice. Think I'll go again, too. Lot of good shows in town, but I'm 'way behind on them."
He was regarding her with such a speculative eye that Mary felt the need of a change of subject. She arose and began removing her hat.
"I think I had better go to work," she said.
"Work? Oh, sure; I forgot. Certainly. Er—what at?"
"We might start on your correspondence," she suggested.
"I'm game. Who'll we write to?"
"Why—how should I know, Mr. Marshall? That's for you to say."
Bill rubbed his ear.