“That is not very kind, Peyton,” she protested; “but I have some common sense.”
“Haven't you any uncommon sense?” he begged. “That's what I want. A little just now might save everything.”
“You must try to find out,” she informed him; “I think I have been successful with Lee; anyhow he ought to say so.”
“I do,” Lee Randon asserted quickly. “Fanny is wonderful. If I'm of no use go to her.”
“You don't know,” Peyton muttered; “you can have no idea.”
“What in the world was he talking about?” she asked Lee in the automobile.
“Peyton is in love with Mina Raff,” he admitted shortly, in a pressure of conflicting emotions.
“Lee!” she exclaimed; “are you sure? Did he say so? That is simply frightful.”
“I imagine it's worse than you realize.”
“Do you mean—”