“Not the judgment, the property.”
“You mean that I turned over to my wife?”
“Yes.”
“It was a — a considerable amount.”
“I can find out by consulting the court records.”
“Over sixty thousand dollars.”
“You getting along all right with her?”
Bertha Cool’s question evidently probed the end of a raw nerve. Belder jack-knifed himself into a new position. “That’s one of the things that’s bothering me.”
“What’s the matter?”
“Oh, nothing — too much mother-in-law, I guess.”