“What can you be thinking of? You do keep my hands full! You have to be watched all the time, like a little child, to keep you from walking into the fire. You'll stay right where you are!”
“Why, Aleck, I could do it and not be found out—I'm certain of it.”
“Sally Foster, don't you know you would have to inquire around?”
“Of course, but what of it? Nobody would suspect who I was.”
“Oh, listen to the man! Some day you've got to prove to the executors that you never inquired. What then?”
He had forgotten that detail. He didn't reply; there wasn't anything to say. Aleck added:
“Now then, drop that notion out of your mind, and don't ever meddle with it again. Tilbury set that trap for you. Don't you know it's a trap? He is on the watch, and fully expecting you to blunder into it. Well, he is going to be disappointed—at least while I am on deck. Sally!”
“Well?”
“As long as you live, if it's a hundred years, don't you ever make an inquiry. Promise!”
“All right,” with a sigh and reluctantly.