“Very well, Miss Harris. The head of the Claim Department is a stickler for detail. He sent me to find out why you made the trip to Oakview under the name of Evaline Dell instead of under the name of Evaline Harris.”
She said sullenly, “Give him my compliments, and tell him to go jump in the lake.”
I remembered the expression of avarice in her eyes when she had stood in the doorway. I got to my feet, said, “All right. I’ll tell him. I’m sorry I disturbed you. I didn’t know you worked nights,” and made for the door.
I had my hand on the knob when she said, “Wait a minute. Come back and sit down.”
I crossed over to drop ashes off the end of my cigarette into her ash-tray and went back to the chair.
“You said you were trying to get the adjustment through for me.”
“That’s right.”
“You’re working for the railroad company, ain’t you?”
“We’d like to get the adjustment off our books. Of course, if we can’t get together, we’ll turn it over to our legal department, and let them handle it.”
“I don’t want a lawsuit.”