“I knew you would suspect me, and I wouldn’t have asked for your opinion if I had cared anything for it, really. What would be the harm of their doing it?”
“None whatever, if you really want my worthless opinion. But what could they do there?”
“They could see something if they couldn’t do anything, and as soon as Miss Gage has got her new gowns I’m going to tell them you thought they could do it. It was their own idea, at any rate.”
“Miss Gage’s?”
“Mrs. Deering’s. She has the courage of a—I don’t know what. She sees that it’s a desperate case, and she wouldn’t stop at anything.”
“Now that her husband has gone home.”
“Well, which hotel shall they go to?”
“Oh, that requires reflection.”
“Very well, then, when you’ve reflected I want you to go to the hotel you’ve chosen, and introduce yourself to the clerk, and tell him your wife has two friends coming, and you want something very pleasant for them. Tell him all about yourself and Every Other Week.”
“He’ll think I want them deadheaded.”