"Providence," Simon told her whilst fiddling with the aspirin bottle, "will provide."
"Hm-m-m. But before providing vacations it'd be nice if Providence turned up a missing jewel deal, say. Something where you could deduce that actually the ruby ring had gone down the drain and was caught in the elbow. Something that would net about fifty dollars."
Simon said, mournful of tone, "Fifty dollars? Why not make it five hundred?"
"I'm not selfish," Betty said. "All I want is enough to pay me this week's salary."
"Money," Simon said. "When you took this job you said it was the romance that appealed to you."
"Hm-m-m. I didn't know most sleuthing amounted to snooping around department stores to check on the clerks knocking down."
Simon said, enigmatically, "Now it comes."
There was a knock.
Betty bounced up with Olympic agility and had the door swinging wide before the knocking was quite completed.