“Has it happened yet? Or do you merely fear it? Or is it a case of hoping?”
“I don't know what you are driving at.”
“Then you don't read Society Folk”
“Well, I don't—regularly. All I know is that Frank has been very assiduous in his attentions lately. He's shaken the Great White Way and hasn't been in a lobster-palace in two months. He and Mrs. Ashton Welles are sailing on the Ruritania tomorrow.”
“Under what name?”
“Their own.”
“Thank you, kind friend. Thank you!”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because we can now use names. Does Mr. Welles also go?”
“Of course not!”