She handed the notes to him in silence.
"That's all right," said he, laying down her note to Gorst. "And this couldn't be better. I'm glad you've written so charmingly to Mrs. Hannay."
"I'm sorry that I ever seemed ungracious to her, Walter. But the other note I wrote under compulsion, as you know."
"I don't care how you did it, my dear, so long as it's done." He slipped the note to Mrs. Hannay into his pocket.
"Where are you going?" she asked anxiously.
"I'm going to take this myself to Mrs. Hannay."
"What are you going to say to her?"
"The first thing that comes into my head."
She called him back as he was going. "Walter—have you paid Mr. Hannay that money you owed him?"
He stood still, astounded at her knowledge, and inclined for one moment to dispute her right to question him.