And--though this was better now that Stan was earning--the thought of the money that was being squandered at The Witan had sometimes made her ready to cry. For at the Nursing Home she had had one other visitor, and this visitor had opened her eyes to the appalling rate at which Cosimo's inheritance must be going. This visitor had been Katie Deedes. Katie too, was an old fellow-student of Dorothy's; it had not taken Dorothy long to see that Katie was full of a grievance; and then it had all come out. There had been some sort of a row. It had been simply and solely because Katie ran a Food Shop. Amory thought that _infra dig_. And just because Katie had given the children a few chestnuts Amory had practically said so. "_I_ shan't go there again," Katie had said, trying on Dorothy's account to keep down her tears. "_I_ didn't marry a man with lots of money, and turn him round my finger, and make him write my _Life and Works_, and then snub my old friends! And none of the people who go there are really what she thinks they are. _She_ thinks they go to see _her_, but Mr. Brimby only goes because Dickie does, and because he wants to sell the "Novum" something or other, and Mr. Strong of course has to go, and Mr. Wilkinson goes because he wants Cosimo to stop the "Novum" and start something else with him as editor, and Laura goes because they get things printed about Walter's Lectures, and I don't know what those Indians are doing there at all, and anyway _I've_ been for the last time! I'm just as good as she is, and I should like to come and see you instead, Dorothy, and of course I won't bring your babies chestnuts if you don't want.... But I'm frightfully selfish; I'm tiring you out.... May an A B C girl come to see you?" And Katie had since been. There is no social reason why the manager of a Vegetarian Restaurant may not visit the house of a film acrobat. As it happened, Katie came in that very night when the weary breadwinner was painstakingly explaining to his thoughtful spouse his reasons for doubting whether he would ever have got very rich had he remained one of Fortune and Brooks' well-dressed drummers. Katie had a round face and puzzled but affectionate eyes, and Stan was just beginning to school his own eyes not to rest with too open an interest on her Greenaway frocks and pancake hats. Katie for her part was intensely self-conscious in Stan's presence. She felt that when he wasn't looking at her clothes he was, expressly, _not_-looking at them, and that was worse.... But she couldn't have worn a hobble skirt and an aigrette at the "Eden."... Stan had told Dorothy that when he knew Katie better he intended to get out of her the remaining gruesome and Blue-Beard's-Chamber details which the hoof and the forequarter seemed to him to promise.