"And she is no doubt well advised in so doing. But I don't think Miss Grover will object to my calling."
"You know her?"
"A little. We met a few times when she was staying with the Tregonys."
"Oh, indeed." Mr. Graythorne expected he would say something about the five thousand dollars, but that was no part of his programme just then.
The lawyer felt in a quandary. He did not know what to do for the best. He could not very well refuse her address, and yet he was not sure she would like being pounced upon by this young man without a moment's warning. Unfortunately, he could not ring her up, for she had no telephone in her house. What was he to do? Rufus stood looking at him with a smile on his face.
"If you are acquaintances," he said at length, "that of course settles the matter," and he wrote the address on a sheet of paper and handed it to his visitor.
Rufus thanked him and turned to go at once.
"Your property has turned out all right, I hear?" the lawyer said, insinuatingly.
"Oh, yes, excellently."
"And you finished the litigation?"