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"Good lord!" said Rodney. "You know the number of the University Club!"
Of course it was true she did. She called it up for him on an average of
a dozen times a week. He was looking at her now with undisguised
curiosity. She was acting, for a perfectly infallible machine like Miss
Beach, almost queer. But she acted queerer the next moment. She laid
down the directory, clasped her hands tight and pressed her lips
together. Then, without looking around at him, she said:
"You don't want to go to see that show, Mr. Aldrich. It--it isn't good
at all."
Rodney was more nearly amused than he had been in a month.
"You've been to see it?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, and managed to go on a little more naturally, "Mr.
Craig took me. We had a bet on what the Supreme Court's decision would
be in the Roderick case--theater tickets against two pounds of home-made
fudge, and I won. And--that's where we went."
"And you didn't like it, eh?"
"No," she said.
By now he was grinning at her outright.


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