“Meaning you’ve spent all your money?”
“I guess so.”
“Take your feet off that polished chair! What do you think I’m going to do about it?”
“Make me financial once more——or lemme stay here till the governor gets back. I’d just as soon stay,” he grinned with a glance at Madelaine’s door.
“Oh, you had? Well, I’d as soon you had not!”
“Yeah—on account of what you got in the bathroom, what?”
“You unspeakable young vulgarian! How do you know——”
“Oh, I busted in there, looking for your maid. But you don’t need to be sore! She’s all right, leave it to me! Great taste you got, Aunt Grace. I couldn’t ‘a’ picked a prettier one myself!”
If Gracia Theddon had been less a lady she would have flown into a rage. Instead she returned calmly:
“Young man, your insinuations are an insult. And whether Madelaine happens to be here or not, I don’t want you around my house.”