“You!” she cried, springing up. “Have you broke jail, or—what?”
“Caleb Gridley came back from California this afternoon. He bailed me. You needn’t worry, Milly. It’s coming out all right.”
“You mean the shop’s goin’ to start again?”
“It’s too badly smashed for that. But they won’t blame me—I mean to hold me responsible for anything that father——”
“But the disgrace! Oh, my Gawd! Think o’ what this means to me!” The wife turned angrily. “And little Mary!” she snapped over her shoulder.
“I couldn’t help it, Milly. I didn’t know dad was going to loot the business.”
“Seems to me you oughta been smart enough to stop it—somehow. I used to think you was awful smart, once. But you certainly fooled me, Nat. You fooled me good.”
“Thanks!”
“Don’t give me none o’ your cheap lip!”
Nathan stood with hands clasped behind, face sadly downcast, looking at his wife’s back.