“Of course not,” Mrs. Blair acquiesced.
“You’d better have a talk with her,” he said. She saw that he was seeking his usual retreat in such cases, and she was now determined not to take the responsibility. Spiritually they tossed this responsibility back and forth between them, like a shuttlecock.
“But wouldn’t that make it look as if we were taking too much notice of it?”
“Well,” the judge said, “I don’t know. Do just as you think best.”
“Didn’t you talk to her about it when you were away?” Mrs. Blair asked.
“M-m yes,” the judge said slowly.
“And what did she say?”
“Nothing much, only—”
“Only what?”
“Only that she would not give him up.”