At the door he gave her her final instructions. "You will start in to-morrow?"
"Yes," she said promptly. "I know a girl that will be pleased to pieces to substitute for me at the typewriter."
"Oh, you'll never go back there," said Jack.
"We'll see," she said demurely. As a matter of fact her heart was singing at the prospect of release from horrible monotony.
"My lawyer will come here in the morning with the keys and the necessary funds," said Jack.
"Oh, don't have him come here. I'll go to his office."
"Very well, if you'd rather. I'll write down the address. You and I mustn't see each other again, until I come to you to apply for a room. Can you open up in three days?"
"Three days!" she cried, aghast.
"Oh, things are made easy for you, I find, when you have the coin."
"Well, I'll try."