The Tyro rapidly reflected that she would have been considerably more astonished could she have known the nature of the "note." From the tail of his eye he saw the recipient in close conversation with Judge Enderby. Remembering his own dealings with that eminent fee-hunter he drew a rapid conclusion.
"Would you like to know what was in that note?" he inquired.
"As a prospective connection of Miss Wayne's—"
"If so, ask Judge Enderby."
"Why should I ask Judge Enderby?"
"Because, unless I'm mistaken, he's got the note now."
"I shall not ask Judge Enderby. I shall report the whole disgraceful affair to the captain."
"Don't do that!" cried the Tyro in alarm.
"Perhaps that will put an end to your vulgar persecution of an inexperienced young girl."
"O Lord!" groaned the Tyro, setting out in pursuit of the lawyer as the protector of social sanctities turned away. "Now I have done it!"