  Eve receives a telephone message from Adam to say that he will be kept late at the office. Since Eve started her new economical cooking she has received similar messages about twice a week. So, telling the cook to keep Adam’s dinner warm for him— —she effects a further economy by going out to dinner with a pal Imagine Eve’s astonishment to see, when she arrives at the restaurant, Adam wallowing in a scrumptious dinner with some of his men friends. Eve sees but manages not to be seen, and at an early hour she slips away and rushes home, where she awaits the elusive Adam— —whom she greets with tender solicitude, and insists on his sitting right down and devouring all that nice macaroni that cook has kept hot for him. Serve him right, the brute! |
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