“Excuse me, Leonard,” she said evenly, “but I’ll have to make up the couch here for Vi. She’s coming out on the nine fifty.”
“Don’t mind me,” said Leonard.[Pg 492]
Let her be offended! Plain speaking might have helped them; anyhow, they knew now how he felt about things. He picked up his letters. The first one was addressed to “Miss Jean La Reine.” He rose.
“Letter for you, Aunt Jean!” he called.
“Leonard!” said Marian, in a whisper. “Don’t!”
He paid no heed. Holding the letter in his hand, he stood waiting until Aunt Jean came in.
“A letter?” said she. “My!” She looked at the envelope. “Boys!” she cried. “It’s from the lawyer! I’m all fluttery!”
Evan had come in with her, and, to Leonard’s furious disgust, he put his arm about Aunt Jean.
“Don’t be fluttery,” he said. “Take it easy! Sit down!”
She shook her head, and the ready tears came into her eyes.