There was something in her tone which caught his attention; and he looked at her sharply and asked: “What do you mean? What did she say?”
“She said Mr. Kite was going to ruin you,” Joan told him.
Wint laughed shortly. “Well, that’s no secret. At least it’s no secret that he wants to.”
“She said he was going to,” Joan insisted.
Wint asked: “How, since she knew so much, did she know how?”
Joan touched his arm. “Don’t be angry, Wint.”
But Wint was angry, even with Joan. He exclaimed harshly, after the fashion of angry men: “I’m not mad. What did she say?”
Joan told him. “She said they were going to link you up with Hetty.”
Wint exclaimed: “Lord! You too? I’m sick of that tale. Hetty!”
Joan begged: “But there isn’t anything, is there?”