Ida laughed and said:
“Our sex is a queer thing. This Miss Rainforth seems to be a very bold, energetic and courageous young woman. If you are right, and she has been scorned by Ellison, there is no knowledge to what lengths she will go.”
“Well,” said Nick, “it is for you to get into relations with her, and find out what you can. It is a difficult thing. How will you go about it?”
“That does not seem to me to be as important,” replied Ida, “as to know how to deal with her when I do get to her.”
“Getting to her is no small matter, Ida,” said Nick. “Miss Rainforth is a fashionable young lady. Usually, her movements are wholly within fashionable circles of the most exclusive kind. Her escapade of last night is not usual, and you cannot count on getting to her by finding her outside of her own circles.”
“Leave it to me,” replied Ida, “to get to her. The thing in my mind is, as I said before, how to deal with her when I do get to her.”
“Well,” asked Nick, “have you any theory?”
“From what has been told me,” replied Ida, “I don’t think that gentle methods, or wheedling, or coaxing, will accomplish anything. Unless she has no sort of regard for her private character, I think we will have to try to frighten her.”
“Well,” said Nick, “we will have to leave that to you, and you must be governed by your judgment of her when you reach her.”
After some further talk, Ida left Nick, still undetermined as to the methods she would use in getting to the singular young lady.