Ethel stammered something, but in a moment her friend was gone.
Upstairs she met Joe with an angry frown, but to her indignant reproaches he replied by a quizzical smile.
"Look here, Ethel." He took her arm, in a kind protecting sort of way which made her fairly boil.

"Look here.

I can't let you go about with a shady little person like that.

I didn't know you'd picked her up.
Now, now--I understand, of course--you met her up there in the new apartment.

What a fool I was not to have thought of it." "Thought of what?
For goodness sake!" "She won't do, that's all." "Why won't she ?" Ethel's colour was suddenly high and her brown eyes had a dangerous gleam.