"Well, you're wrong. I didn't do any nosing. Ermyntrude found Percy's letter in your pocket, and was so upset that she told Mary and me."
"Which .pocket?" inquired Wally, with a kind of hazy interest.
"Oh, one of your coats! What on earth does it matter?"
"Well, it's nice to know, because as a matter of fact I couldn't for the life of me remember where I'd put the thing. However, I thought it would turn up sooner or later. Not that there's anything in it," he added.
"You're pretty well bound to say that," replied Vicky. "The point is, we don't want Ermyntrude to be worried by a rancid scandal."
"Nothing of the sort!" said Wally, with a lordly wave of one hand. "It's just a slight mistake, that's all."
"But what about Percy?" insisted Vicky. "Is he going to make trouble?"
"Certainly not!" said Wally. "The whole affair was absurd."
"Oh!" said Vicky doubtfully. "Did you get Percy to see that?"
"Naturally. Just a few minutes plain talk, and I was able to put the whole thing straight."