"You've always said there hasn't," Violet interrupted.
"And you've said," he countered, "that you were sure there had. Well, then, if there's a chance of it, why run the risk, just for nothing?"
Jimmy, as it happened, had never heard even a suggestion that Rose and Rodney were on any other terms than those of perfect amity. He hoped they'd go on and tell him more. So to prevent their becoming suddenly discreet, he promptly changed the subject.
"I thought you had a taboo against the Globe," he said to Violet. "How did you happen to go there?"
"John went while I was in New York," she explained.
"Don't you know that that was Rose Aldrich?"
"He's—well, a regular fan, you know. He hasn't missed a show there in years. And he was too queer and absent-minded and fidgety for words, when I came back. I thought a bank must be going to fail, or something. And when he said, after dinner last night, that he felt like going to a musical show, of course I said I'd go with him. And when I found it was the Globe—he already had tickets—I was too—kind and sorry for him to make a fuss. Well, and then she came out on the stage, and I knew what it was all about."
"Where did you sit?" Jimmy asked.