I've got to go the other way, and so does Loring--at least his studio's uptown.

I say, Loring, tell Mr.
Thompson what's doing at the theatres.

That's in your line." Loring named several plays, recommending one as particularly good.
In the waiting-room they parted with warm handshakings and great good-will.
"Do you suppose he's wise ?" said Loring, on the ferry.
Mitchell guffawed.

"That bumpkin?
Not he.

The poor, dumb idiot took it all as a practical joke among friends.