"You see?"
"Frankly, no."
"Well, do you think her husband uses that tone of voice when he says, 'There is everything respectable about Verne Barrat?'"
"I don't know why he should say that at all."
"She might ask him."
"Darling, you're mad as a hatter," Clay said, kissing me good-by.
"Do you really think so?"
"Of course not," Clay roared as he tramped up the steps to the heli.
About nine o'clock the next morning I heard a heli landing on the roof and I thought, Now who? There was much tooting, and when I went up, Regina practically threw Hi-nin at me.