Irene, pretending to be jealous of Miss Reynolds, declared that there was no reason why Grace, in becoming a philanthropist should forget her old friends. This was on an afternoon when Grace, in Shipley’s to pick up some odds and ends for Friendship House, looked into the ready-to-wear floor for a word with Irene.
Hard-pressed to defend her neglect she accepted an invitation to accompany Irene and John to a movie that night.
“John will have to work for an hour or so but we can get in for the second show. You just come up to Judge Sanders’ office about eight and we can have an old-fashioned heart-to-heart talk till John’s ready. You never take me into your confidence any more,” she concluded with an injured air.
“I don’t have any confidences; but if I had you certainly wouldn’t escape.”
“You’re not seeing, Ward, I suppose?” Irene asked carelessly.
“No,” Grace replied with badly-feigned indifference. “I haven’t seen him and I have no intention of seeing him again.”
“I suppose it’s all over,” said Irene stifling a yawn.
“Yes, it’s all over,” Grace replied testily.
“Strange but Ward just can’t get that idea! Of course he’s had a lot to do and think about but he’d never force himself on you.”
“No; he wouldn’t do that,” Grace assented.