“I thought not,” Josephine Dell said. “I don’t know what your purpose is in coming to me, Mrs. Cool, but I’m very much afraid that you’re trying to do something that isn’t for my best interests. As far as I’m concerned, I’m perfectly satisfied with the situation the way it is.”
“But you don’t want to take money from an insurance company that—”
“But, Mrs. Cool, just now you were arguing that the insurance company was rolling in money, and that it was quite all right to keep their money.”
“Well, that’s what I’d do under the circumstances,” Bertha said. “Of course, if you want to be ethical—”
“Then it’s exactly what I will do under the circumstances.”
“But you’ll go after this other insurance company?”
Josephine Dell shook her head.
“Please,” Bertha pleaded. “Let me handle it for you. I tell you I can get you some money just like that,” and Bertha snapped her fingers.
Josephine Dell smiled. “I’m afraid, Mrs. Cool, that you’re trying to— Well, I’ve heard a lot about how insurance companies try to take advantage of people. I was very much surprised to see how nice Mr. Milbran was. I suppose that the main office didn’t like the settlement he’d made with you and is trying to get me to repudiate it. Is that it?”
Bertha said wearily, “That isn’t it. It’s just like I told you. You got the licence number wrong.”