"Well, why should I have been the one to be rude? Why be rude, anyway? He's been darned nice to the girl."
"That's just it! Do you want her to keep thinking how nice he is?"
"Well, in the name of heaven, why not?" demanded her exasperated husband.
"Because he's not good enough for her."
"Why isn't he?"
"Because she can do better."
The judge drained his cocktail.
"Mrs. Walbrough, do you know I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking about?"
"Of course you haven't! You'd have let her stay here and listen, maybe, to a proposal from that young man, and perhaps accept it, and possibly——"