“Well,” said he, dropping his unappreciated bits of cane, piece by piece into the water, “that’s a woman’s way of looking at it.”
“What’s a man’s?” asked the girl, at that, “how does a man do hard things?”
“He just does ’em, I should say, and doesn’t analyze. He’s got to be at something, you know; it’s part of the creed.”
“What creed?” demanded Alexina.
“Mr. Jonas’s.”
“Oh,” said Alexina, “yes, I see.”
CHAPTER FIVE
Molly, Alexina and Celeste stayed a week at Nancy with the Leroys. It was a household wherein there was no strain, no tension, though, to be sure, there was small management. One had a comical comprehension that Mandy the cook and Tina the wash-woman kept their families off the gullibility and good faith of their mistress.