Before replying she played with her fan rather roughly--more or less as a man might have played with it.

"What do you think of doing ?" "Journalism," said Paul.

He had indeed thought of it.
"Have you any opening ?" "None," he laughed.

"But that's the oyster I'm going to open." Miss Winwood took a cigarette from a silver box near by.

Paul sprang to light it.