"You?" exclaimed Basil Williams in a startled enquiry. Mr. Senior nodded his affirmation. "Personal supervision is essential in delicate plans such as yours."
"Oh! By Jove! I'm sorry," Basil said contritely. "I never dreamed..."
Nicholas waved aside the apology airily. "Don't worry. I'm inclined to think you'll get even a greater kick out of, the affair than I did."
"You know," Basil Williams remarked thoughtfully, "it's a queer thing that a man can be married to a woman for years and know so little about her."
"Umph!" chuckled Nicholas, "a recognition of the fact is the beginning of wisdom in a married man." Then he went on in a reminiscent tone, "Listen, my friend. Since the day I met Eve, I have met and known millions and
millions of women. Women have sent me millions of men, and I
