"I believe the English law allows a man a rod no thicker than his thumb for the purpose of maintaining domestic discipline."
Bobo refused to see the joke. He sat in silence with his chin on his breast.
"I suppose you're waiting for money," said Jack.
Bobo nodded.
"I don't want to rub it in, but I'm curious to know if you appreciate the colossal cheek of your coming to me for money after what has happened?"
Bobo nodded again. "What else could I do?"
"I shouldn't be surprised if part of it was actually for the purpose of settling with the man who helped you to disobey my orders."
"Miriam fixed that up by wireless."
"Then I might suggest that it's up to her to settle with the man. You told me Miriam was well-fixed, you know."
"Something has happened," said Bobo. "We went to the Bienvenu before coming here. Some one called her up there. She wouldn't let me hear what she said. She was sore afterwards. Seems her income is cut off or something."