Laura had to smile in spite of herself.
"Do you see much of Jerry nowadays?"
"Not any more than I can help and be nice," chuckled Elfie. "He gets on my nerves. Of course, I have heard about your quitting Brockton."
"Then why do you ask?" demanded Laura.
"Just wanted to hear from your own dear lips what the trouble was. Now, tell me all about it. Can I smoke here?"
Pulling her gold cigarette-case up with her chatelaine, she opened it, and selected a cigarette.
"Certainly," said Laura, getting the matches from the bureau and putting them on the table.
"Have one?" said her companion.
"No, thank you," said Laura, sitting down so that she faced her companion.
"H'm-m, h'm-m, hah!" sputtered Elfie, lighting her cigarette. "Now, go ahead. Tell me all the scandal. I'm just crazy to know."