I
don't mind telling you, as I know you never betray a confidence. The Judge
would lock poor dear Aileen up on bread and water.
"Sibyl manages those two great houses herself. Frank gives her some
stupendous sum a year and she is proud of the fact that she never runs over
it. You know how she entertains.
"I should never dare admit to them--or to the professor if he asked my
opinion on that sort of thing and it had to come out--that I was too lazy
and too incompetent to manage my own little fortune. So I went down first
thing Monday morning and revoked my power of attorney. I simply couldn't
wait. When the estate is settled and turned over to me I shall attend to
everything and not bother you, Morty dear."
III
Morty dear looked at her with a long hard suspicious stare. Alexina
thoughtfully turned up her eyes and changed promptly from a poplar into a
saint.
"I don't like it. I don't like it at all."
Words were never his strong point and he could find none now adequate to
express his feelings.
"I may be old-fashioned--"
"You are, Morty. That is your only fault. You belong to the old school of
American husbands--"
"There are plenty of old-fashioned people left in the world."
"So there are, poor dears. It's going to be so hard for them--"
"Are you trying to be one of those infernal new women?"
"Well, you see, I just naturally am a child of my times, in spite of my
old-fashioned family.
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