That seemed a good place to end the sentence and she walked out of the room, leaving Bill to wonder whether Pete had not already played him false.
On her way out Mary remembered that she wanted to speak to Aunt Caroline about the florist, but at the threshold of the library she paused. Aunt Caroline was engaged.
"I wish you'd continue where you left off yesterday," she was saying.
"About what, madam?" It was the voice of the valet.
"Why, it was about theology."
"Ah, yes. But you see there are so many kinds. Do you remember just which we were discussing? Speculative, philosophical, practical or dogmatic?"
"Mercy, Peter; how should I know? But it was interesting, so please go on."
"Very good, madam. I think we might go into the catechetical school for a bit, and that will lead us up to the doctrine of penal substitution."
"Splendid!" said Aunt Caroline.