Bert was doing well, and
sometimes made several good commissions together--not as large as
the famous commission, but still important. Neither he nor Nancy
kept accounts any more, bills were paid as they came in, and money
was put into the bank as it came in. Nancy had a check book, but
she rarely used it. Sometimes, when Mrs. Biggerstaff or Mrs.
Underhill asked her to join a Girls' Home Society or demanded a
prize for the Charity Bridge, Nancy liked to show herself ready to
help, but for other purposes she needed no money. She ordered all
household goods by telephone, signed "chits" at the club, kept her
bridge winnings loose in a small enamelled box, ready for losing,
and, when she went into town, charged on her accounts right and
left, and met Bert for luncheon. So that, when they really had
their first serious talk about money, Nancy was able to say with a
quite plausible air of innocence, "Well, Bert, I haven't asked you
for one cent since the day I needed mileage. I don't WASTE money!
I never DID."
"Well, we've got it!" Bert said uncomfortably, on the day of this
talk. He had vaguely hoped, as the month went by, that it was
going to show him well ahead financially.
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