I agreed with him.
Chapter FIFTEEN
PAPPI’S butler showed no surprise when he opened the front door and found me on the doorstep.
“Come in, sir,” he said, stepping to one side.
“Peppi in?” I asked, tossing my hat on the large mahogany table that stood in the hall.
“Mr. Kruger’s in, sir,” he corrected me. “He’s expecting you.
“Swell,” I said, fingering my tie.
He closed the front door, “I trust Miss Brandt is in the best of health, sir?” he said quietly.
I eyed him, but his face was Inscrutable. “So far as I know,” I returned. “But, the modern woman varies from hour to hour. Shall we say, she was all right when last I saw her?”
Just for a second, he looked as if he wanted to slug me and then the poker face came back again. “Miss Brandt has been very kind to me in the past,” he said, as if to explain his curiosity.