And that reminds me; I've got news for you.

They are going to begin repairs on the theatre about the middle of March, and we are to run over to New York for six weeks.

Bennett told me yesterday that it was decided." Hilda looked up delightedly at the tall gray figure beside her.

He was the only thing she could see, for they were moving through a dense opaqueness, as if they were walking at the bottom of the ocean.
"Oh, Mac, how glad I am! And they love your things over there, don't they ?" "Shall you be glad for--any other reason, Hilda ?" MacConnell put his hand in front of her to ward off some dark object.

It proved to be only a lamp-post, and they beat in farther from the edge of the pavement.
"What do you mean, Mac ?" Hilda asked nervously.
"I was just thinking there might be people over there you'd be glad to see," he brought out awkwardly.