"How much did you get?" she asked.
"Why, Miss Rose, you know——"
"I mean what did you touch him for? You mustn't play that sort of game here: it gives the house a bad name. But just this once we'll divide up an' not say anything more about it."
Violet's eyes opened wide.
"I didn't steal a penny," she declared.
Rose regarded her with a softening countenance.
"Word of honor?" she asked.
"Word of honor," vowed Violet.
"All right, but even if you do touch them, you mustn't ever let them think you do. A man'll forgive you for hurtin' him anywhere but in his pocket-book.—You're all worked up, dearie. Come on out to the kitchen an' have a bottle of beer."
As they were pouring the drinks, a heavy foot sounded in the outside passageway and a careful four knocks followed upon the rear door.