“Thought I’d like to have her take down some of the things we’ve been talking about,” he explained.
“Good idea,” nodded Powers.
A minute later Miss Winthrop caught her breath as Don calmly walked to her desk, seated himself in a chair near her, and, producing a circular from his pocket, followed Blake’s formula in asking:––
“Can you take a letter for me, Miss Winthrop?”
Almost as automatically as she answered Blake, she replied:––
“Certainly.”
She reached for her notebook and pencil.
“My dear Madame,” he began.
“Any address, Mr. Pendleton?”