It would have been such a big drop from her crowded hour of triumph to the long lonely cab ride and the solitude of the hotel.

She resolved to be gracious, feeling a little sorry for her neglect of him--but reflecting with satisfaction that he had probably been watching her the whole time.
"What's the matter with my tie ?" he asked.

"Wrong colour ?" She laughed.

"Yes," she answered.

"It ought to be grey to match your suit.