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114 spent a few hours in Tiffany’s with such a pleasant man.”

“Who was he?”

“I don’t know. He was a clerk there. I went in to look at jewels.”

“What for?”

“Just for the joy of it.”

“And a clerk spent two hours with you?”

She nodded.

“But why?”

“Because I’m so charming, stupid. He asked me to come in next week to see some famous pearls. I also inspected a bookshop. I asked about the sale of published plays. I thought we might make your things into a book.”

“If Broadway doesn’t want them?”

“Better still if Broadway does.”

“Do you always go about making acquaintances?” he inquired.

“Always. People like to talk to me. I look so inoffensive.”

He smiled at her saucy, tip-tilted face.

“Any more adventures?”

“Oh, yes. A gay old man asked me if I was alone?”

“What?” he exploded.