“The circumstances are such, too, that I am unusually sensitive,” Miss Vaughn added. “The sudden death of my Aunt Amelia has made me very nervous. I think we should send a message of sympathy, Gerald, to Mr. Strickland. He was very kind to us yesterday, when he heard of our bereavement.”
“I think so, too,” Vaughn said quickly. “I had better step over there, perhaps, and see him personally.”
“That will be even better, Gerald.”
“Is there any objection, Mr. Carter, to my doing so?”
“Not the slightest,” said Chick. “You may go with me, if you wish, since there is no information you can give me.”
“None whatever, Mr. Carter, I regret to say,” Vaughn replied. “I hope you will command me, however, if I can be of any assistance. You don’t mind being alone here, Clarissa, for a few minutes?”
“No, indeed. I will sit here till you return.”
“I have closed the parlor door.”
“Very well. Good evening, Mr. Carter. I do hope you will recover Mr. Strickland’s property. Tell him, Gerald, how deeply grieved I am over his misfortune.”
“I will, Clarissa. Now, Mr. Carter, I am ready to go with you.”