"How goes it?" inquired Mr. Rivett dryly.
"First rate."
"Did you see McMillan in Pittsburgh?"
"By jove, I did! He was tremendously interesting—and exceedingly cordial to me."
Mr. Rivett nodded. He might have said that he kept McMillan in his vest pocket, but he only stared at Edgerton through his big, round glasses.
They all had supper together, later; Jack and Silvette bubbled enthusiasm over the play and the splendid cast; Dineen came in and talked business to Rivett in casual undertones; Diana and Edgerton were quieter, even inclined to silence.
Meanwhile Jack was consulting Silvette about theater plans for the following evening, and Edgerton said that he would return from business in time to join them.
"You'll be in Jersey, won't you?" asked Rivett.
"Yes."
"Well, try to get back in time to dress and join us at dinner."