"Aw, Katy!"
She changed the subject in her own prompt way. "It's really a wonderful disguise!" she said. "How ever did you do it?"
He told her of his experience with Evers.
"And you," he said, "you haven't let any grass grow under your feet. You can open up to-morrow."
"Hardly that. My greatest problem is this room. How can I let the cleaners in here?"
"You and I had better do this," said Jack, careful not to betray any pleasure in the prospect.
"How can you find time?"
"I'll send Bobo to a musical comedy to-night, and slip in through the vault. That is if you'll be here to-night."
"I've already fitted up a room for Mother and I. We'll be here."
"Good!" said Jack. The prospect of a stolen interview with the demure Kate was unspeakably delightful.