“Why don’t he send for her, then, to come back?” asked Dodger, bluntly.
“Because Curtis Waring makes him believe she’ll come around and ask forgiveness, if he only holds out. I tell you, Dodger, that Curtis is a viper.”
“So he is,” answered Dodger, who was not quite clear in his mind as to what a viper was. “I’d like to step on his necktie.”
“If it wasn’t for him, my dear young mistress would be back in the house within twenty-four hours.”
“I don’t see how the old gentleman can let him turn Florence out of the house.”
“He’s a snake in the grass, Dodger. It may be wicked, but I just wish something would happen to him. And how is Miss Florence lookin’, poor dear?”
“She’s lookin’ like a daisy.”
“Does she worry much?”
“She did at first, but now she’s workin’ every day, and she looks more cheerful-like.”
“Miss Florence workin’! She that was always brought up like a lady!”