Katherine chuckled. She would if she knew your habits better. Now listen, Betty. Nita’s coming to-night, and Babe and Babbie–Bob would, only she doesn’t dare cut the lecture when she’s just gone into Dramatic Club–and Rachel and Roberta, and I’ve about half persuaded Mary Brooks. We’re going to sit in the bald-headed row and clap all the hero’s tenor solos and sob when the heroine breaks his heart, and hiss the villain. How’s that for a nice little stunt?