Darcy grabbed and hugged her. “You’re talking nonsense, and you know it. No man in the world would look at me if you were in the same block.”
“Wouldn’t they!” retorted the actress ungrammatically. “I’d hate to put it to the test of a regular constituted jury.”
“I’d have to bar Mr. Remsen from the jury box,” smiled Darcy.
“Have you seen Jack again?”
“Ran into him, plop, on Fifth Avenue yesterday.”
“Were you in your best bib-and-tucker?”
“The black-and-white check.”
“Did he look through you?” asked the actress.
“N-not exactly.”
“Did he look past you?” asked the actress, “N-o-o-o.”