“Why, you must have had trouble. You didn’t have enough.”
“I went in as a charity-ward patient.”
“Columbus?”
“No. Cincinnati. I didn’t want any one knowing.”
Wint smiled in a friendly way and said: “I was worried about you.”
Hetty laughed. “You’d better worry about yourself. Do you know people are looking at you, while you’re talking to me? It won’t help you any to be seen with me.”
Wint said “Pshaw! You’re morbid, Hetty.”
“Besides,” she told him. “I’ve got to look out. Mind my p’s and q’s. If I want to hold my job.”
Wint flushed uncomfortably. “Why.... All right,” he said. “But if there’s ever anything....”
“Oh, I’ll let you know,” Hetty said impatiently, and turned away.