Suddenly a thought struck Tab.
“I heard from Rex this morning,” he said. “He is coming back again. You haven’t heard from him?”
She shook her head and her eyes were grave.
“Not since he wrote me that letter,” she said. “I am dreadfully sorry.”
“I shouldn’t be,” he smiled. “I think Rex has made a very good recovery. Besides it is the prerogative of youth to fall in love with beautiful actresses.”
“Spoken like a grey-beard,” she said with laughter in her eyes. “You are never so amusing as when you are patriarchal, Mr. Tab. Did you escape that heart-breaking experience?”
“Falling in love with actresses?” said Tab. “Yes, up to a point.”
“What was the point?” she asked.
“Well, ‘point’ doesn’t quite express my meaning,” said Tab carefully. “I should have said up to a date.”
Her eyes caught his and dropped.