“Don't you know how girls love to wear rings on their engagement fingers?” asked Gay. “It's that sort of thing, Lorna and I think. It gives her a romantic hue. She thinks it makes us feel she is fortunate. Is n't it killing!”
Freeman looked at the ants scurrying across the walk at his feet.
“I don't know anything about it,” he said. “You girls may have seen a lot I never saw. You would n't think of such a thing unless you had some reason. How about all the presents she says he sends her?”
“We think she buys them herself,” Gay said. Freeman turned his hand and looked at his long, well-kept nails.
“Can you keep a secret?” he asked.
“Indeed, yes!”
“Do you remember the silver-backed hand mirror Billy Vane sent her? With her monogram engraved on it?”
“Yes.”
“All right! Johnnie Alberson ordered that for her from Chicago. I saw it when it came and I saw her when she came into the store to pay the bill.”
“Why, Freeman Todder! And you just this minute said you didn't know anything about it!”