"Oh, you're man enough," said Saltash kindly. "Just the sort I want. Look here, I can't stop now. But I'll come over on Sunday and talk things over—if Jake permits."
"Any day," said Jake.
Saltash nodded. "Good. I'll ring you up tomorrow, Maud. You're sure you mean tomorrow?"
"Quite sure," she said with a smile.
He swept her a bow and went out with Bunny.
Maud turned instantly to her husband. "Jake, I've got something to tell you—to consult you about."
He stopped her with that smile of his that was so good to see. "Oh, I guess not. You've fixed it all up without my help. But his lordship for once had the diplomacy to ask me first."
"Oh, did he?" She looked confused for a moment. "Jake, you don't mind, do you? I did the only thing possible."
He put his arm around her and led her to the door. "I'll tell whether I mind a week from now. You're looking worn out, my girl. You go to bed!"
She leaned against him. "Jake, I'm—horribly sorry for Charlie."