"The law wasn't made for lawyers, was it, John?" He appealed suddenly to Eades, whose conventionality he always liked to shock, and Elizabeth smiled, and Eades became very dignified.
"I've been out to see our old friends, the Koerners," Marriott went on.
"Oh, tell me about them!" said Elizabeth, leaning forward with eager interest. "How is Gusta?"
"Gusta's well, and prettier than ever. Jove! What a beauty that girl is!"
"Isn't she pretty?" said Elizabeth. "She was a delight in the house for that very reason. And how is poor old Mr. Koerner--and all of them?"
"Well," said Marriott, "Koerner's amputated leg is all knotted up with rheumatism."
Miss Masters's dark face was pinched in a scowl.
"And Archie's in jail."
"In jail!" Elizabeth dropped back in her chair.
"Yes, in jail."