"Do you remember," she began ponderously, "a check I gave you the day of Enid's wedding?"
"Yes, grandmother."
"Well, where is the bag you bought with it?"
Evasion had so often been Eleanor's sole weapon of defense that she seized it now.
"I—I haven't bought it yet," she faltered; then she added weakly: "I haven't seen any I particularly cared about."
"You still have the money?"
"Well—I've spent some of it."
"How much?"
"I don't know that I remember exactly."
Madam's lip curled.