"Maybe she didn't get it."
"Not likely; moreover, I passed her on Fifth Avenue last week—and she never saw me."
"Did she see you?" Gladys asked.
"Certainly she saw me; she looked straight at me."
"And you didn't speak?"
"Of course I didn't speak."
"Wasn't it just as much in your place to speak as in hers?" Gladys inflected.
"I thought not. My letter put it up to her."
"If she had received it. If not?"