Inez, who had followed his movements intently, smiled sardonically. "Did you expect either of us?"
"Not exactly. I didn't expect to see Scott here, either. It was rumored that you'd had a quarrel and that was why you left the party early."
Inez shrugged her shoulders. "Where's Judith?"
"She's probably helping old Johnny up at my place. There didn't seem to be anybody else likely to stay, after the fireworks."
"And what are you and Peter doing down here at a time like this?" asked
Inez, looking at the postmaster as she spoke.
"I was going to get you to tell me what Scott and Charleton had told you about this partnership affair of theirs. But as long as Scott is here, I'll just sweat it out of him."
Scott laughed.
"What makes you think I know anything about it?"
"You have cause to hate the preacher more than any one," replied Douglas simply.
Inez' chin came up proudly. "I'm glad you realize that!" she exclaimed.