"Oh, no. I just dropped in to prepare you for anything you might read and wonder about. Things will take their course. Just don't worry."
Judith concealed a smile as she assured him that she would not. "When will they officially default?" she asked.
"Oh, in a week or two."
"Well, let's hope for the best."
"Yes, I have great hopes of this Waring-LeGore-Ralston combination. It is quite possible that something may come of it. But don't be too sanguine," he added, as if fearful that he had raised her hopes unduly.
Judith wandered about restlessly after he left her. John Baker would have been shocked indeed had he known the thoughts coursing in her brain. But she was not permitted even to muse for very long.
In a few moments Roger came in, looking very tired and depressed. But at her solicitous inquiries he was noncommittal. He picked up a newspaper and read for a moment, listlessly. Then he threw it down.
"Where were you last night?" she inquired, with a suspicion born of long experience.
"Molly's," he replied shortly.
"That all?"