"Isn't it awful? Jimmy
just told me."
"Jimmy told you WHAT?" questioned Zoie, and she lifted her head
and regarded Aggie with sudden uneasiness. Her friend's answer
raised Jimmy considerably in Zoie's esteem. Apparently he had
not breathed a word about the luncheon.
"Why, Jimmy told me," continued Aggie, "that you and Alfred had
had another tiff, and that Alfred had gone for good."
"For GOOD!" echoed Zoie and her eyes were wide with terror. "Did
Alfred tell Jimmy that?"
Aggie nodded.
"Then he MEANS it!" cried Zoie, at last fully convinced of the
strength of Alfred's resolve. "But he shan't," she declared
emphatically." I won't let him. I'll go after him. He has no
right----" By this time she was running aimlessly about the room.
"What did you do to him?" asked Aggie, feeling sure that Zoie was
as usual at fault.
"Nothing," answered Zoie with wide innocent eyes.
"Nothing?" echoed Aggie, with little confidence in her friend's
ability to judge impartially about so personal a matter.
"Absolutely nothing," affirmed Zoie. And there was no doubting
that she at least believed it.
"What does he SAY," questioned Aggie diplomatically.
"He SAYS I 'hurt his soul.' Whatever THAT is," answered Zoie, and
her face wore an injured expression. "Isn't that a nice excuse,"
she continued, "for leaving your lawful wedded wife?" It was
apparent that she expected Aggie to rally strongly to her
defence.
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