"My mistake," growled Channing. Ulcer potential was now following him home from the office. "Who is she going to marry?"
"Whom."
"Yes."
"Someone sent by the Qui Dor people."
"Will he be real?"
"We just went through all that."
"Will I be able to see him?"
"Yes."
"Anybody?"
"Of course. You see, he's real. Not only that, he'll be the ideal husband. At least, he'll be Fanny's ideal husband. You have a wide variety to choose from, they told me. You can even buy one whose temperament changes to suit yours day by day."