You've plenty of time to come back and wonder what you ever could have seen in the man to make you believe you could fall in love with him." Ogilvy, strolling up, stood looking sentimentally at the two young girls.
"A--perfect--pair--of precious--priceless--peaches," he said; "I'd love to be a Turk with an Oriental smirk and an ornamental dirk, and a tendency to shirk when the others go to work; for the workers I can't bear 'em and I'd rather run a harem--" "No doubt," said Rita, coldly; "so you need not explain to me the rather lively young lady I met in the corridor looking for studio number ten--" "Rita! Zuleika! Star of my soul! Jewel of my turban! Do you entertain suspicions--" "Oh, _you_ probably did the entertaining--" "I?
Heaven! How I am misunderstood! John Burleson! Come over here and tell this very charming young lady all about that somewhat conspicuous vision from a local theatre who came floating into my studio by accident while in joyous quest of you!" But Annan only laughed, and Rita shrugged her disdain.

But as she nodded adieu to Valerie, the latter saw a pinched look in her face, and did not understand it..