Eric made a gesture.
“That point is settled. Now the other.”
“Nanny is a woman too, but much smaller, and ladylike in her ways. She came here from Chicago with us.”
“Ah! a favorite of your wife’s?”
“Yes. Nanny was in her mother’s employ as a girl. She is faithful to us.”
“Ahem! Just the person, in fact, to be entrusted with a message of a secret nature, that must be handed to a certain party?”
At this Joe turned red and white by turns. “I presume so,” he admitted, uneasily.
“Is Nanny about my height, rather slim, and quick in her actions?”
“Yes.”
“Dresses in black?”