Midnight
Now , for some months , she had been connected with Screenings , a leading cinema `` fan '' magazine , and would unquestionably be posted upon the photoplayers . Luckily , I caught her at home . `` Bless your soul , '' she told me over the phone , in delight , `` I 've just been aching for some one to take me out to-night . We 'll go to the Midnight Fads and if Shirley is n't there the head waiter will tell you all I do n't remember . It was a glorious fight . '' She would n't say any more over the phone , but I was hugely curious . Had there been another encounter with fists ?