Bertha said, “She’s crazy! It was all straightened up right there in Belder’s office before we left. Sally Brentner had been writing the letters. God only knows why. You can’t conceive of her writing poison-pen letters directing Mrs. Belder’s attention and suspicion to her, but that’s just what she did. No one will ever know why she did it. But Imogene has no beef coming. It was all straightened out before we left.”
“Did you apologize to her?” Elsie asked.
“Hell, no. I hadn’t done her any damage, except make her spill a few synthetic tears.”
“But she says in that complaint that Belder discharged her,” Elsie Brand said. “Why would he have fired her if it was all cleared up?”
“I don’t know,” Bertha said, “but he must have had it in for her over something else. They’d been having a fight before Sellers and I got to his office that morning.”
“How do you know?”
“I could tell she’d been crying. Damn it, you don’t suppose that fourflusher used what I said just as an excuse to get rid of the girl, do you?”
“He may have.”
“Well, I’m going to settle that right now,” Bertha Cool said.
“How can she sue the partnership on this?” Elsie asked. “Donald didn’t have anything to do with it.”