“He went in there, of course?” he said, pointing to the grill-room.
“Yes.”
“Then let’s go into the other room,” said Wally. He regained his good-humor. “It was awfully good of you to come. I didn’t know whether you would be able to.”
“It was very nice of you to invite me.”
Wally grinned.
“How perfect our manners are! It’s a treat to listen! How did you know that that was the one hat in New York I wanted you to wear?”
“Oh, these things get about. Do you like it?”
“It’s wonderful. Let’s take this table, shall we?”
§ 2.
They sat down. The dim, tapestry-hung room soothed Jill. She was feeling a little tired after the rehearsal. At the far end of the room an orchestra was playing a tune that she remembered and liked. Her mind went back to the last occasion on which she and Wally had sat opposite each other at a restaurant. How long ago it seemed! She returned to the present to find Wally speaking to her.