human
I wonder how Henderson came to do it? Jack was querying, as he and old Fairfax sipped their five-o'clock
gpt
Manhattan.
human
Oh, Henderson likes to do a good-natured thing still, now and then. Do you know his wife?
gpt
No. Who was she?
human
Why, old Eschelle's daughter, Carmen; of course you wouldn't know; that was ten years ago. There was a good deal of talk about it at the time.
gpt
How?
human
Some said they'd been good friends before Mrs. Henderson's death.
gpt
Then Carmen, as you call her, wasn't the first?
human
No, but she was an easy second. She's a social climber; bound to get there from the start.
gpt
Is she pretty?
human
The kind of sweet blonde, I said to myself, that would mix a man up in a duel before he knew where he was.
gpt
She must be interesting.
human
She was always clever, and she knows enough to play a straight game and when to propitiate. I'll bet a five she tells Henderson whom to be good to when the chance offers.
gpt
Then her influence on him is good?
human
My dear sir, she gets what she wants, and Henderson is going to the..... well, look at the lines in his face. I've known Henderson since he came fresh into the Street. He'd rarely knife a friend when his first wife was living. Now, when you see the old frank smile on his face, it's put on.