"I was not dodging," said Peter. "I only was asking a preliminary
question. If you will get up, before breakfast, and ride with me, I will
tell you everything that actually occurred at that dinner. You will be
the only person, I think, who wasn't there, who knows." It was shameful
and open bribery, but bosses are shameful and open in their doings, so
Peter was only living up to his role.
The temptation was too strong to be resisted, Leonore said, "Of coarse I
will," and the corners of her mouth reversed their position. But she
said to herself: "I shall have to snub you in something else to make up
for it." Peter was in for a bad quarter of an hour somewhere.
Leonore had decided just how she was going to treat Peter. To begin
with, she intended to accentuate that "five years" in various ways. Then
she would be very frank and friendly, just as long as he, too, would
keep within those limits, but if Peter even verged on anything more, she
intended to leave him to himself, just long enough to show him that such
remarks as his "not caring to be friends," brought instant and dire
punishment.
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