“Yes. She came here,” the voice in the instrument repeated.
“She did?”
“Yes. Just before dinner. She came to see me.”
“Oh, my!” Mrs. Cromwell murmured. “What did she say?”
“She was in great trouble about Mr. Dodge.”
“What?”
“She was in a tragic state,” the impersonal voice replied with perfect distinctness. “She was in a tragic state about her husband.”
“About John Dodge?” Mrs. Cromwell cried.
“Yes. She was hurried and didn’t have time to tell me any details, because they had a dinner engagement in town, and he kept telephoning her they’d be disgraced if she didn’t come home and dress; but that’s what she came to see me about. It seems he’s been misbehaving himself over some fascinating and unscrupulous woman, and Mrs. Dodge thinks he probably intends to ask for a divorce and abandon her. She was in a most upset state over it, of course.”
“Amelia!” Mrs. Cromwell shouted the name at the mouthpiece.