'It's scarcely safe for an unattached man to go out alone.' Mr.Wilder leaned forward and reexamined the letter.
'By the way, Miss Nannie, how did Jerry learn that you were here?
His letter, I see, was mailed in Riva at ten o'clock last night.' Nannie examined the postmark.

'I hadn't thought of that! How could he have found out--unless that beast of a head waiter telegraphed?
What does it mean ?' Mr.Wilder spread out his hands and raised his shoulders.

'You've got me!' A gleam of illumination suddenly flashed over his face; he turned to his daughter with what was meant to be a carelessly off-hand manner.
'Er--Constance, while I think of it, you didn't discharge Tony again yesterday, did you ?' Constance opened her eyes.
'Discharge Tony?
Why should I do that?
He isn't working for me.' 'You weren't rude to him ?' 'Father, am I ever rude to any one ?' Mr.Wilder looked at the envelope again and shook his head.

'There's something mighty fishy about this whole business.

When you get hold of that brother of yours again, my dear young woman, you make him tell what he's been up to this week--and make him tell the truth.' 'Mr.Wilder!' Nannie was reproachful.