“No; is that a fact?” said the boy, with evident interest. “I should like to have seen him.”
“And he had your little mash with him, too,” said Millie, with a mischievous smile.
“What’s that? What are you getting off?”
“Don’t you really know who I mean?”
“Of course I don’t. I haven’t any mash unless it’s yourself,” grinned Jack.
“Haven’t you got a cheek!” laughed the stenographer, blushing. “Well, then, I’ll tell you who it was. It was Fanny Bruce, and she looked just too cute for anything.”
“I’d liked to have seen her, too,” said Jack.
“She’s the loveliest little girl, I think, I ever saw,” said Millie, enthusiastically.
“Hello!” exclaimed Ed Potter, walking in. “What are you two chinning about? Why don’t you get busy? What am I paying you for?”
“Hello, Ed! What brought you around?”