"I've always known Jane was a genius," said Bobs.
She looked at Jane, saw her distress, and flew to the rescue.
"Has she put something over on you, Jerry?"
"Yes, she's written a book."
"Written a book?" said Bobs, in italics.
"I intended not to tell any one until it was published, but since Jerry has seen fit to tell...." Jane began, flushed and angry.
"Jane! how wonderful! What is it about?"
Jane shrugged her shoulders.
"Jerry, what's it about?" Bobs demanded.
"I don't know—I haven't read it."