"She's hanging herself with her own rope," he concluded. "I'll say no more."
Mary turned to the judge.
"You might make a minute of that," she said.
Half turning, she chanced to catch a glimpse of Uncle Stanley's satisfaction.
"And you might say this," she quietly added, "that Miss Spencer was placed in charge of the women's department, with full authority to settle all questions that might arise."
"That's all?" asked Uncle Stanley.
"I think that's all this afternoon," she said.
He turned to the judge as one man to another, and made a sweeping gesture toward the portraits on the walls, now half buried in the shadows of approaching evening.
"I wonder what they would think of women working here?" he said in a significant tone.
Mary thought that over.