"That is her name. By the way, she comes from your home town, East Gilead. Perhaps you know her?"
"I seem to recollect the name. So George has gone to reason with her?"
"Yes. But, of course, she will insist on coming here."
"That's bad."
Hamilton Beamish smiled.
"Not quite so bad as you think," he said. "You see, I have been giving the matter some little thought, and I may say I have the situation well in hand. I have arranged everything."
"You have?"
"Everything."
"You must be terribly clever."
"Oh, well!" said Hamilton Beamish modestly.