The woman tapped her foot impatiently.
“Yes, I know she is—and some other folks so, too, I notice. Was she with that Pennock boy?”
“Not when I saw her.”
“Well, she will be, if she isn’t now. He follows her everywhere.”
“But I thought—that was broken up.” Mr. Smith now was frowning.
“It was. you know what that woman said—the insult! But now, since this money came—” She let an expressive gesture complete the sentence.
Mr. Smith laughed.
“I wouldn’t worry, Mrs. Blaisdell. I don’t think he’ll make much headway—now.”
“Indeed, he won’t—if I can help myself!” flashed the woman indignantly.
“I reckon he won’t stand much show with Miss Mellicent—after what’s happened.”