“I do hope, Penny, you’ll watch out for Mrs Varian. She’s going to throw the money over the cliff on Friday night without your knowledge or consent.”
“She can’t do that.”
“She can’t without your knowledge, I admit. But, she can without your consent. Her money is her own and you’ve no real authority that will let you dictate to her how to use it.”
“True, oh, Queen!”
“Oh, Penny, when you smile like that, I know something’s up! What is it?”
“My luck, I hope. Ziz, do you remember you said you had a green smear on your frock like the one on Martha’s hand?”
“Yes; why?”
“Is it there yet, or did you clean it off?”
“It’s there yet, I haven’t worn the dress since.”
“Get it, will you?”