“Oh, it always has to be someone to help me out,” he said.
“You know about Maclin?”
“Yes, Rivers.”
“Well, I did the turn for that damned scoundrel. I got the Forest out of his clutches.”
“Yes, you did when you got your eyes opened, Rivers.”
“They’re open now, Northrup, but there always has to be––someone to help me out.”
“Rivers, where is your wife?” So suddenly did Northrup ask this that Larry started and gave a quick laugh.
“She went to that cabin of hers––you know?”
“Yes, I know.”
Both men were reliving old scenes.