"They might. But I didn't think so."
"Mr. Rockwell and I can go and see," volunteered Father Murray, who seemed very eager to be helpful.
While Aunt Mary was considering this suggestion, Merriam had an idea.
"My voice is very like Senator Norman's?" he asked.
"Yes, it is," said Aunt Mary.
"Then let me telephone."
"Good!" cried Rockwell. "From the bedroom." This was, of course, to spare Mollie June.
"Very well," said Aunt Mary.
The two men stepped into George Norman's bedroom--the one into which Mollie June had earlier retreated. As they did so, Aunt Mary's eyes followed Merriam with the appraising look which they had held whenever she regarded him throughout the evening.
Rockwell shut the door.