"Tell me," Elaine cried, "Is there—can there be anything in it?
No—no—there isn't!"
Bennett spoke in a low tone. "I have heard a whisper of some scandal or other connected with your father—but—" He paused.
Elaine was first shocked, then indignant.
"Why—such a thing is absurd. Show the woman in!"
"No—please—Miss Dodge. Let me deal with her."
By this time Elaine was furious.
"Yes—I WILL see her."
She pressed the button on Bennett's desk and Milton responded.
"Milton, show the—the woman in," she ordered, "and that boy, too."
As Milton turned to crook his finger at "Weepy Mary," she nodded surreptitiously and dug her fingers sharply into "son's" ribs.