Ogden looked at his protégé quizzically. “Oh, she’s been to the movies.”
Hugh stared and scowled deeper. “Now, don’t you get bats in the belfry, too,” he said.
“Miss Duane has retired from business and is now reader-in-chief to Miss Frink.”
“So Ally told me. She tried for the job herself and was turned down, she says.”
“Really? You didn’t seem to realize that your friend was playing with that letter of Carol’s some time before I rescued it.”
“Well, why shouldn’t she?”
Ogden raised his eyebrows and smiled.
“Oh, shoot!” ejaculated Hugh gloomily, suddenly understanding. “Say, I ought to be writing to Carol.”
Ogden nodded. “I have just been sending her a full day-letter in your name, and you promised to write at once, and also asked her to write you in my care, as your plans are unsettled just now.”