"Well, why not? I suppose she was in need of money. No doubt your Finch callously omitted to provide for her in any way."
"You've got it all wrong," said Sigsbee H.
"What do you know about it?" said Mrs. Waddington.
"Nothing," said Sigsbee H., prudently.
"Then kindly refrain from talking nonsense."
Mrs. Waddington left the room with ponderous dignity, and Sigsbee H., still prudent, closed the door.
"Say, listen, Molly," he said, "I've got to get up to New York right away. I've just got to."
"So have I. I certainly mean to see George to-night. I suppose he has gone back to his apartment."
"What'll we do?"
"Directly the car has gone, I'll run you up in my two-seater."