Who is to hinder?
That man, Rafferty, looked a decent sort of fellow." "I can manage Rafferty all right," put in Marcelle.
"Of course you can," smiled Curtis.

"Just pack a trunk or a couple of bags with Lady Hermione's belongings--you know what to bring--and get Rafferty to call a taxi without attracting too much notice.

If you think you are being followed, put your pursuers off the scent.

But my own view is that 1000 59th Street is the last place anyone will think of watching to-night." "Shall I go at once, your ladyship ?" said Marcelle, and Hermione said "Yes," with a meekness that was admirable in a wife.
Curtis looked at his pretty bride's hat.
"I have ordered a meal," he said.

"It will be served in a few minutes." "I shall be ready," she replied, beginning nervously to take off her gloves.