3
They had said good-night to Clive and came back to the studio. Rose-Ann turned to Felix suddenly, just inside the closed door.
“You remember what I told you here—a little while ago,” she began.
“Yes,” he said, doubtfully.
She looked at him earnestly. “I meant it, you know,” she said.
“Oh—that!”
“Yes.... I’m terribly glad it wasn’t true, what I thought—about you and Dorothy. But if it had been—!”
“Don’t let’s talk about it,” he said uncomfortably.
“But Felix!” she protested.
“Well?”