When Adelle reached the street she found Archie lolling in the car, across the way, in the shade of a tall building. At her appearance he yawned and stretched his cramped legs.
"It took you an awful time," he grumbled to his wife. "What was the trouble?"
"Nothing," Adelle replied.
As she got into the car she gave the driver an order,—"Go out to Alton."
"Where's that?" Archie inquired.
"A little way out—across the river," Adelle informed him.
"What do you want to go there for—it's nearly lunch-time," Archie demurred.
"I'm going out to see Clark's Field," Adelle replied succinctly.
Archie knew vaguely that the Field had something to do with his wife's fortune, but understood that it had been mostly "cashed in" as he would phrase it.
"What's your hurry?" Archie objected. "We can go out there some other time just as well."