The words deepened her sense of commiseration. “You don’t think he knows about Gedge’s wild talk?”
“Oh, probably.”
“I wish he could be reminded he has friends among us as well as enemies.”
“I was just going up,” Louis said.
“Do you think I might come? Just for a moment?”
“Well, if he fires you out you aren’t to complain.”
“Complain? No. But I shall still believe it’s a pity that men think whoever is to know the truth about a danger or a difficulty, it mustn’t be a woman. Don’t you see it would be a gain to both sides that we should know?”
“Nonsense. It would scare most women and bore the rest. Besides, they’d be in the way.”
“If that’s so it’s only because they’ve been kept so ignorant. Louis”—the voice dropped softly—“do you know what I’ve been thinking about often and often?”