I thought you had some news, or some work." "Isn't it possible, Miss Abbeway," he pleaded, "that we might have some interests outside our work ?" "I shouldn't think so," she answered, with an insolence which was above his head.
"There is no reason why we shouldn't have," he persisted.
"You must tell me your tastes," she suggested.

"Are you fond of grand opera, for instance?
I adore it.

'Parsifal'-- 'The Ring' ?" "I don't know much about music," he admitted.

"My sister, who used to live with me, plays the piano." "We'll drop music, then," she said hastily.

"Books?
But I remember you once told me that you had never read anything except detective novels, and that you didn't care for poetry.