“That depends upon what you mean by the chance,” she said.
He couldn’t quite analyze that, and so he blurted out:
“Go down the line with me and I’ll show you.”
She paid no attention to that.
“How about it?” he persisted.
“How about what?”
“I’d just like to take you out to a little lunch for two. What time do you break away from here? What time do you knock off?”
“To-night, do you mean?”
“Sure, yes, to-night.”
“Just time enough to go home, and I never go out at night.”