"The only thing I'm afraid of is that she won't like me. She lives in that place you've been going to so much, lately,—doesn't she?"
Of course she had put two and two together, my visits to Elkington and my manner, which I had flattered myself had not been distrait. On the chance that she knew more, from some source, I changed my tactics.
"I suppose you mean Maude Hutchins," I said.
Nancy laughed.
"So that's her name!"
"It's the name of a girl in Elkington. I've been doing legal work for the Hutchinses, and I imagine some idiot has been gossiping. She's just a young girl—much too young for me."
"Men are queer creatures," she declared. "Did you think I should be jealous?"
It was exactly what I had thought, but I denied it.
"Why should you be—even if there were anything to be jealous about? You didn't consult me when you got married. You merely announced an irrevocable decision."
Nancy leaned forward and laid her hand on my arm.