"That's all right. As it happens, I want to have a talk with you."
Bobo's voice faltered. "Oh—! You're not going to—— You're not going to——"
"Not yet," said Jack encouragingly. "In fact, I was thinking of loosening the purse strings a bit on certain conditions."
"Oh, if you would! She drives me nearly crazy with her questions, why I can't get more money."
"Well, we'll talk about it to-morrow—while Miriam is out."
Jack's next move was to seek out Kate. To do this it was necessary to don the Pitman make-up, that he was heartily sick of now; he vowed it should be Mr. P.'s final appearance. He found her in her little sitting-room, and first he had to tell her of the exciting events of the morning, concluding with the astonishing telephone conversation. Her face blanched a little, when she heard of the threat.
"Well, you are satisfied, aren't you?" she asked in an offhand tone, "I mean if it's true that he's quit."
"Let him get away?" said Jack surprised. "Oh, Kate!"
Kate hung her head blushing.
"The point is, are you satisfied to have me stop?" Jack demanded. "You know what you said."