I am not too ambitious, am I ?" Selwyn did not offer to answer.
"_Am_ I ?" she repeated, looking directly at him.
"I thought you were asking yourself." "But you need not reply; there is no sense in my question." She stood up, indifferent, absent-eyed, half turning toward the window; and, raising her hand, she carelessly brought the rebel strand of hair under discipline.
"You _said_ you were going to look up Gerald," she observed.
"I am; now.

What are you going to do ?" "I?
Oh, dress, I suppose.

Nina ought to be back now, and she expects me to go out with her." She nodded a smiling termination of their duet, and moved toward the door.

Then, on impulse, she turned, a question on her lips--left unuttered through instinct.

It had to do with the identity of the pretty woman who had so directly saluted him in the Park--a perfectly friendly, simple, and natural question.