He wagged an earnest head at her: "That's right. What are you doing tonight?"
"Oh, I got an engagement with some friends of mine," she said with spontaneous mendacity.
"Well, then, when?"
"Oh, I don't know; you might as well take your chances—call round sometime—in two or three days."
"And I got to be satisfied with that?"
"Why not?"
Quard shook his head helplessly: "I'd like to know what's come over you...."
"Why, what's the matter?" The temptation to lead him on was irresistible.
"You've changed a lot since I seen you last. What you been doing to yourself?"
She bridled.... "Maybe it's you that is changed. Maybe you're seeing things different, now you're sober."