"You are wrong about Sassoon," he said quietly. "It is not the clever man that is difficult to manage; it is the relentless one! That's Sassoon!"
"Did you call yesterday—to warn me?" she said, turning to him.
"No; moralizing is not my forte," he said, shaking his head. "You are unusual. I should like to watch—your progress!"
"You like to be behind the scenes?"
"Adore it!"
"I wonder just what you think of me," she said pensively. "Have you decided what I am to become?"
"Yes."
She looked up, startled.
"What?"
"Oh, not now—later; some time when we can really talk."