'She was quite friendly in America,' he said; 'I saw her several times; she even stayed down at Port Washington.'
Ginger, as has been seen, was immensely interested in other people's affairs, having none, as he said, of his own which could possibly interest anybody. On this occasion he could not quite stifle his curiosity.
'I remember you telling me that you once wrote her a very—very friendly letter,' he said.
'Certainly. It is in my possession now. I keep it as an interesting memento.'
Ginger shuddered slightly.
'I should as soon think of keeping a corpse,' he said.
'Burn it. She's rather a brick to have given it you back, though. Sort of wedding-present?'
'Yes, a valuable one.'
'Does she still carry on with Bilton?' asked Ginger.
'I don't know.'