"I mean were you reading more psalms?"
"No. If you must know, I was reading 'Bocaccio'"
He could hear her laughing.
"I was meaning to ask you how you'd spent the day," he began. "Haven't you been out at all?"
"Oh, yes. I'm not under vows, Kelly."
"Where?"
"Now I wonder whether I'm expected to account for every minute when I'm not with you? I'm beginning to believe that it's a sort of monstrous vanity that incites you to such questions. And I'm going to inform you that I did not spend the day sitting by the window and thinking about you."
"What did you do?"
"I motored in the Park. I lunched at Woodmanston with a perfectly good young man. I enjoyed it."
"Who was the man?"