"Keep 'em," said the other shortly, "they're not wanted yet. You're
a great friend of hers, huh? Go about with her a great deal? I
suppose it is all right. I'd pull the life out of you if it
wasn't--but Beryl is a good girl--what I want you to do is this; give
me a good name. If you have any influence, use it. Get that?"
"Certainly," Morelle found voice to say, "I'll do what I can."
"That's all right. And, Morelle, when I'm married you won't be asked
to spend a great deal of time at my house. You'll come when I invite
you. That's straight, huh? So long."
Ronald shut the door on him.