He shook his head. "Not at present, I'm afraid."
"If you should hear of anything, it would be awful' good of you to let me know."
"Depend upon me, I shall."
"Care of The Dramatic Mirror will always get me."
"I shan't forget."
"Well...." She offered him her hand with a splendidly timid smile. "I suppose it's good-bye for good this time."
Matthias accepted her hand, shook it without a tremor, and released it easily.
"I've a notion it is, Joan," he admitted.
She turned toward the door, advanced a pace or two, and paused.
"They say Arlington's going to make a lot of new productions next Fall...."