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Things were bad, but they
could be much worse.
It happened then that when Audrey called him at the mill a day or
so later it was a very formal voice that came back to her over the
wire. She was quick to catch his tone.
"I suppose you hate being called in business hours, Clay!"
"Not at all."
"That means yes, you know. But I'm going even further. I'm coming
down to see you."
"Why, is anything wrong?"
He could hear her laughter, a warm little chuckle.
"Don't be so urgent," she said gayly. "I want to consult you.
That's all. May I come?"
There was a second's pause. Then,
"Don't you think I'd better come to see you?"
"I've only a little flat. I don't think you'll like it."
"That's nonsense. Where is it?"
She gave him the address.
"When shall I come?"
"Whenever it suits you. I have nothing to do. Say this afternoon
about four."
That "nothing to do" was an odd change, in itself, for Audrey had
been in the habit of doling out her time like sweetmeats.


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