“I don't want any beating about the bush,” resumed Mrs. Dinneford. “I am here on business.”
“Very well; let's to business, then;” and Mrs. Hoyt leaned back in her chair.
“Edith knows that this woman has the baby,” said Mrs. Dinneford.
“What!” and Mrs. Hoyt started to her feet.
“The mayor has been seen, and the police are after her.”
“How do you know?”
“Enough that I know. And now, Mrs. Hoyt, this thing must come to an end, and there is not an instant to be lost. Has Pinky Swett, as she is called, been told where the baby came from?”
“Not by me.”
“By anybody?”
“That is more than I can say.”