'So you must tell mamma that it had your approval, and not let her be nasty to me. You can manage that, if you like, you know.'
'I daresay, I daresay. Is there any other diversion for your idle old father?'
'Yes. You must back me up with Beaufort. I believe he's dangling after Mrs. Trevalla again.' Connie's eyes flashed with threatenings of wrath.
'On the quiet?'
Connie nodded emphatically.
'Hardly the square thing,' said Fricker, smiling in an abused patience.
'Are you going to stand it? He's made fierce love to me.'
'Yes, I know something about that, Connie. And you're fond of him, eh?'
'Yes, I am,' she declared defiantly. 'And I won't let that woman take him away from me.'
'What makes you think she'd have him?'