But if this is the
way you carry on all your confidential investigations, Sargent--well, it's
fortunate you have large means--"
"She doesn't know who I am."
"Oh Sargent, Sargent! When all she has to do is to subscribe to 'Town and
Country.' Or call up the number you gave her, some time, and ask where it
is."
"There are the strictest orders about nobody but myself ever answering the
telephones in my private office."
"And servants are always perfectly obedient--and there are no stupid
ones--and accidents never happen. Sargent, really--"
"That doesn't matter. I didn't come here to talk about Elizabeth." "Really?
I should think you might have. I could have given you all the information
you required a good deal less expensively--and now, I suppose, I'll have to
think up some way of getting rid of Elizabeth as well. I can't pay her off
with one of my new dresses this time--"
"_Who is he?_"
"Suppose we start talking about it from the beginning, Sargent--?"
"_Where_ is he?"
"In the dining-room, I imagine. It wouldn't be very well bred of anyone,
would it, to come out and be introduced in the middle of this very loud,
very vulgar quarrel that you are making with me--"
"I'm going to see.
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