There came a shout of glee. "Break out four glasses," she was told from behind. It was Walt Franks and Joe.
It was Arden that proposed the toast. "Here's to a closed corporation," she said. They drank on that.
She went over beside Don and took his arm. "You see?" she said, looking up into his eyes. "We aren't the same. Things have changed since Burbank came, and went. Haven't they?"
"They have," laughed Channing. "And now that you are my secretary, it is no longer proper for you to shine up to me like that. People will talk."
"What's he raving about?" asked Joe.
Channing answered, "It is considered highly improper for a secretary to make passes at her boss. Think of what people will say; think of his wife and kids."
"You have neither."
"People?" asked Channing innocently.
"No—you ape—the other."
"Maybe so," nodded Don, "but it is still in bad taste for a secretary—"