She addressed her words to Blue-Tie, with a charming smile.
“Very well,” said he. “You don’t mind my cousin being present, do you? We are generally rather confidential with each other—especially in business matters.”
“Oh no,” caroled Miss De Ormond. “I’d rather he did hear. He knows all about it, anyhow. In fact, he’s quite a material witness because he was present when you—when it happened. I thought you might want to talk things over before—well, before any action is taken, as I believe the lawyers say.”
“Have you anything in the way of a proposition to make?” asked Black-Tie.
Miss De Ormond looked reflectively at the neat toe of one of her dull kid-pumps.
“I had a proposal made to me,” she said. “If the proposal sticks it cuts out the proposition. Let’s have that settled first.”
“Well, as far as—” began Blue-Tie.
“Excuse me, cousin,” interrupted Black-Tie, “if you don’t mind my cutting in.” And then he turned, with a good-natured air, toward the lady.
“Now, let’s recapitulate a bit,” he said cheerfully. “All three of us, besides other mutual
