So Anita Flagg said, "I'll call him up later," and went happily on her ride, with her heart warm with love for all the beautiful world; but later it was too late.
To keep himself fit, Sam Ward always walked to the office.

On this particular morning Hollis Holworthy was walking uptown and they met opposite the cathedral.
"You're the very man I want," said Hollworthy joyously--"you've got to decide a bet." He turned and fell into step with Sam.
"It's one I made last night with Anita Flagg.

She thinks you didn't know who she was yesterday, and I said that was ridiculous.

Of course you knew.

I bet her a theatre party." To Sam it seemed hardly fair that so soon, before his fresh wound had even been dressed, it should be torn open by impertinent fingers; but he had no right to take offense.