They made a very deliberate progress along the crowded street until they reached the cinema palace. Harvey Grimm paid for sixpenny seats, and sat arm in arm with Rosa in an atmosphere which seemed to reek of fried fish, rank tobacco smoke and cheap scent. His left hand held her purposely ungloved fingers inside her muff. His right hand toyed with forty thousand pounds' worth of diamonds thrust into common settings which sometimes pricked his fingers. When the performance was over they left, still arm in arm. "Rosa," he announced, "to-night I give you a treat. I tell you a secret as well. I am leaving your grandfather's. I have a much better place. I have saved money, too." She clung to him in unrestrained affection. "How much?" she whispered. "Never mind," he replied. "Maybe three hundred pounds, maybe more. To-night I have the spending fit upon me. We take a taxicab and we drive together up west. I give you some supper at the Monico." She drew a little breath of delight. Suddenly she was serious. "Let us go by the Tube," she suggested. "We shall save three shillings towards the supper. You can buy me a bottle of scent with that." He laughed and handed her into the taxicab which he had already hailed, directed the man to drive to the Monico and stepped in by her side. "I can buy you a bottle of scent all right," he assured her, "and in here, don't you see, we are quite alone, Rosa. In the restaurant there will be people." "We might have had the taxicab home," she sighed, her head upon his shoulder. "Listen," he explained, "after supper I pay for your taxicab, if you will, but I must leave you. I have to see a man on business at half-past eleven. It is my new employer." For a moment she drew away and looked at him doubtfully. "On business at half-past eleven?" she repeated. "What is your business? Are you an honest man, Ed. Levy, eh?" "I am as honest as your grandfather," he answered, "and listen, I am clever. I can make money--make it quickly." She sat a little closer to him and with her own fingers drew his arm around her waist. "Shall we be married soon?" she whispered. "Grandfather must die some day soon, and there's no one knows how much money he's got. David and I will have it all." "We'll talk about that," Harvey Grimm promised.