"I'll see who it is," with which he brushed past Mr.Bagley and entered the library.
He had guessed aright.

A woman was there.

It was Kate Roberts.
"Hello, Kate! how are you ?" They called each other by their first names, having been acquainted for years, and while theirs was an indifferent kind of friendship they had always been on good terms.
At one time Jefferson had even begun to think he might do what his father wished and marry the girl, but it was only after he had met and known Shirley Rossmore that he realized how different one woman can be from another.

Yet Kate had her good qualities.

She was frivolous and silly as are most girls with no brains and nothing else to do in life but dress and spend money, but she might yet be happy with some other fellow, and that was why it made him angry to see this girl with $100,000 in her own right playing into the hands of an unscrupulous adventurer.