“There was none when he left this morning,” added Aggie.
“That's true,” acquiesced Zoie.
“You must wait awhile,” counselled Aggie, “and then get a perfectly new one.”
But Zoie had never been taught to wait.
“Now Aggie——” she began.
Aggie continued without heeding her.
“After a few months,” she explained, “when Alfred's temper has had time to cool, we'll get Jimmy to send him a wire that he has an heir.”
“A few months!” exclaimed Zoie, as though Aggie had suggested an eternity. “I've never been away from Alfred that long in all my life.”
Aggie was visibly annoyed. “Well, of course,” she said coldly, as she rose to go, “if you can get Alfred back WITHOUT that——”
“But I can't!” cried Zoie, and she clung to her friend as to her last remaining hope.