Look! See those ducks flyin' home?
The first time I saw them I thought it was a V-shaped bit of smoke running away from one of the factories round Newark." She had told Martin that.

His laugh seemed still to be in the air.
"Are you married ?" asked Joan suddenly.
"Not exactly, dearie," replied Tootles, without choosing her words.

But a look at the young, eager, sweet face bent towards her made her decide to use camouflage.

"What I mean is, no, I'm not.

Men don't marry me when it isn't absolutely necessary.