the word."

She laughed in an odd sort of way.

"Then you shall pay for your persistence," she said, ---"I mean
that I may as well rob you of a sovereign as the restaurant
people."

"You must tell me now where you would like to go to," he
insisted. "It is getting late."

"I do not like these foreign places," she replied. "I should
prefer to go to the grill-room of a good restaurant."

"We will take a taxicab," he announced. "You have no objection?"

She shrugged her shoulders.

"If you have the money and don't mind spending it," she said, "I
will admit that I have had all the walking I want. Besides, the
toe of my boot is worn through and I find it painful. Yesterday
I tramped ten miles trying to find a man who was getting up a
concert party for the provinces."

"And did you find him?" he asked, hailing a cab.

"Yes, I found him," she answered, indifferently. "We went
through the usual programme. He heard me sing, tried to kiss me
and promised to let me know. Nobody ever refuses anything in my
profession, you see. They promise to let you know."