"How did you know where to find me?" was the question I asked, stupidly.
"Miss Averill told me. She said you'd be here with your boys, and she thought you'd told her you'd be doing this particular subject. I went through some of the other rooms first."
"I didn't know you knew her."
"I didn't till—till lately. I was interested in making her acquaintance because of things Alice Mountney said, and you said."
"What did I say?"
"Oh, nothing of much importance, except for showing me that—that—she was the one."
"What one?"
"The one you spoke of ... the ... the last evening. That's ... that's what made me come to New York, Billy, to see if I could do anything ... to ... to help out."
"To help out how?"
"Oh, Billy, don't make yourself dull. You know that nothing can be done unless I, or you, or one of us, should take the first step."