Already he had seen advance notices in the newspapers.

The piece was called Hearts On Fire, and in it, so the notices said, the comedy manager had at last realized an ambition long nourished.

He had done something new and something big: a big thing done in a big way.

The Montague girl would see that the leading man who had done so much to insure the success of Baird's striving for the worth-while drama was not unforgetful of her favours and continuous solicitude.
He thought first of a ring, but across the blank brick wall of the jewellery shop he elected to patronize was an enormous sign in white: The House of Lucky Wedding Rings.

This staring announcement so alarmed him that he not only abandoned the plan for a ring-any sort of ring might be misconstrued, he saw-but in an excess of caution chose another establishment not so outspoken.