Julian frowned and hesitated.
“You had no business taking it,” he muttered.
“Granted for the sake of argument, sir. But, having taken it, now what?”
Julian hesitated for a moment. Then—
“At least you’re not obliged to stay here where you’re not wanted,” he said, explosively.
Winthrop smiled deprecatingly.
“Mr. Wayne, I’d like to ask you one question. Did you come here this morning on purpose to pick a quarrel with me?”
“I came to apologize for what happened Saturday night. I’ve told you so already.”
“You have. You have apologized like a gentleman and I have accepted your apology without reservations. That is finished. And now I’d like to make a suggestion.”