“Did you tell Mrs. Kingdon everything?” he asked sternly.
“Everything I could remember,” she replied demurely. “Far more than I told you.”
“What did she say?”
“She is going to talk to you and ask you to leave the entire matter in her hands.”
He broke the short silence that followed.
“Dancing, craps and bronco-breaking are not what I brought you here for.”
“But I’ve done lots of other things, too. Sewed three days straight, learned how to make salads, heard the children’s lessons, picked flowers and getting wise to a home atmosphere every minute. You won’t send me away?”
He was scowling at the program again.
“Why are you called Penny Ante?”
“You object to all of my names. But this one was Betty’s fault. She introduced me as ‘Aunt Penny,’ and of course they put it backward.”