"Tell me more about it," she commanded. "Did you lose the reference she gave you? Or did she refuse to give you one?"
Nell shook her head miserably.
"It's worse than that," she sobbed. "I—I never set eyes on the woman in my life."
Mary collapsed into her own chair. She seemed to hear the cool, clear voice of Mrs. Rokeby-Jones calmly denying. Now it was taking an accusative tone. She flushed to a deep red. The memory of that telephone conversation appalled her.
"But the other references?" she managed to whisper.
"All the same."
"All! You wrote them yourself?"
Nell answered with a feeble nod.
"Every one of them?"
"Every one."