"You were saying, ma'am?"
Mrs. Waddington was annoyed.
"What do you mean by going away and slamming the window in my face?"
"Had to see to something in the kitchen, ma'am. Is there anything I can do for you?"
"There is. I wish to know who the young woman is who is in the apartment."
"No young woman in this apartment, ma'am."
Mrs. Waddington began to feel that she was approaching this matter from the wrong angle. She dipped in her bag.
"Here is a ten-dollar bill."
"Thank you, ma'am."
"I should like to ask you a few questions."