"Down stairs asleep."

McVay gave a little giggle. "Ah," he said, "I bet you have had the devil
of a time. I bet you wished once or twice that you had let me be the one
to go."

"It wasn't child's play."

"Child's play! I rather think not. These things are all well enough
among men, but women!" he waved his hand; "so sensitive, so cloistered!"

"Your sister behaved nobly," said Geoffrey severely.

"Bound to, Holland, bound to. Still it must have been a shock."

"It was a hard trip for any woman."

McVay looked up. "Oh," he said, "I wasn't speaking of the trip. I meant
about me. What did she say?"

"She did not say anything. She went to sleep."

"She did not say anything when you told her I was booked for the
penitentiary?"

"Oh," said Geoffrey, and there was a slight pause. Then he added: "Why
should I tell her what she must know."

"I tell you she knows nothing about my--profession."