They parted, liking each other decidedly.
He thanked her warmly--though drearily--for taking an interest in him, and he said to her on the threshold: "Some day, I hope, you'll come to Crosby Ledgers again, Mrs.
Meadows--and I'll be there--for once! Then I'll tell you--if you care--more about it.

Thanks awfully! Good-bye." * * * * * Later on, when "Miss Flink," in a state of sulky collapse, had been sent home in her taxi, Doris, Bentley, and Miss Wigram held a conference.

But it came to little.

Bentley, the hater of "rows," simply could not be moved to take the thing up.

"I kept her from scalping him!--" he laughed--"and I'm not due for any more!" Doris said little.