"You mean to ask, of course," she broke in.
"Yes; certainly."
"That's better," she said softly. "It is very much nicer to be asked."
She was about to embark when he gripped her suddenly by the shoulders and stared into her face.
"What did you mean by that?" he demanded, shaking her gently. "Am I dreaming—or crazy. 'Nicer to be asked!' Rosalind! Why—I'm a fool! Did you mean—"
"Ask me."
He got his answer, too, even if it was slightly muffled.
In the latest print of Hamersly's "Social Register" there is a cross-index on a certain page among the C's that refers the reader to a certain other page among the K's; or if you happen to hit the K page first, an equally obliging cross-index will send you back to the C's, if you are at all curious. If you look under "Sam," you'll find there's nothing at all. It is because of that very omission that two certain persons have agreed that Hamersly's is trashy, unreliable and incomplete, and have canceled their subscription.
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