"That's a different matter."
"I do not find it so. If I am polite to your friends, I expect you to be the same to mine."
"I won't discuss it with you," he interrupted her. He took his hat and banged out of the studio.
Jane thought it over for a few moments. Then she, too, put on her things and went to the Brevoort for her dinner. The waiter bowed a welcome, and led her to the table where Jerry sat.
"Oh, no," said Jane to the waiter.
"For heaven's sake, sit down!" growled Jerry, rising.
Althea Morton sat at a near-by table, with a party of friends!
CHAPTER XV
The unfortunate dinner at the Brevoort, where Jane had accidentally joined her husband, only added fuel to his rage. It was obvious to both of them that Miss Morton thought that Jane had merely refused to come to her tea. Her cool nod of recognition, and her scornful glance at Jerry made that point exceedingly evident.