If Stefani Gregor had lived in a palace, why not his protege?
Still, it was possible Cutty was holding back until he could tell her everything.
But what to do with it?
If she called him up and made known her discovery, Cutty would rush up as fast as a taxicab could bring him.
He had peremptorily ordered her not to come to his apartment for the present.

But to sit here and wait, to be alone again after he had gone! It was not to be borne.

Orders or no orders, she would carry the wallet to him.

He could lecture her as much as he pleased.

To-night, at least, she would lay aside her part as parlour maid in the drama.