"And then?" she inquired, still smiling.
"I don't know. I'd like to start another show."
"What use am I? We'd share alike; he'd manage the business and I'd manage a musical comedy I'm writing after hours——"
He jumped up and went to the piano where for the next ten minutes he rattled off some lively and very commonplace music which to Jessie Vining sounded like everything she had ever before heard.
"Do you like it?" he asked hopefully, swinging around on his stool.
"It's—lively."
"You don't like it!"
"I—it seems—very entertaining," she said, reddening.
The Earl sat looking at her in silence for a moment; then he said: