"Well, it's no use making enemies, when you can have 'em for friends just as easily as not," Dresser retorted, with an air of superior worldly wisdom.
* * * * *
Miss M'Gann had drawn Alves out of the talk among the men, and they sat by themselves on the lower step of the temple.
"I saw Dr. Leonard the other day at a meeting of the Cymbals Society," Miss
M'Gann told Alves. "He asked where you were."
"I hope he'll come to see us."
Miss M'Gann looked at the men and lowered her voice.
"I think he knows what was the reason for dismissing you. He wouldn't tell me; but if I see him again, I am going to get it out of him."
"Why, what did he say?" Alves asked.
"Nothing much. Only he asked very particularly about you and the doctor; about what kind of man the doctor was, and just when you were married and where."
Alves moved nervously.