II
YOUNG BLOOD
Holt's jaw fell.
"I beg your pardon," he stammered; "but I didn't know you even knew her."
"I have never met her," said Stainton.
"What? Oh, quit your jollying."
"I have never met her."
"Then—well, you don't need a drink, after all."
Holt's jaw fell.
"I beg your pardon," he stammered; "but I didn't know you even knew her."
"I have never met her," said Stainton.
"What? Oh, quit your jollying."
"I have never met her."
"Then—well, you don't need a drink, after all."