"
"Oh yes," disconcertedly.
"What sorts of plays do you go to, Mr. Wrenn?"
"Moving pictures mostly," he said, easily, then bitterly wished
he hadn't confessed so low-life a habit.
"Well--tell me, my dear--Oh, I didn't mean that; artists use
it a good deal; it just means `old chap.' You _don't_ mind my
asking such beastly personal questions, do you? I'm interested
in people.... And now I must go up and write a letter. I was
going over to Olympia's--she's one of the Interesting People I
spoke of--but you see you have been much more amusing. Good night.
You're lonely in London, aren't you? We'll have to go sightseeing
some day."
"Yes, I am lonely!" he exploded. Then, meekly: "Oh, thank you!
I sh'd be awful pleased to.... Have you seen the Tower, Miss Nash?"
"No. Never. Have you?"
"No. You see, I thought it 'd be kind of a gloomy thing to see
all alone. Is that why you haven't never been there, too?"
"My dear man, I see I shall have to educate you. Shall I? I've
been taken in hand by so many people--it would be a pleasure to
pass on the implied slur.
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