Chapter XIX Apron Strings

* * * * * Presently Cradock found himself alone with Laura Meakin, gathering up loose threads of business. “One or two of these cheques are made payable to you, Miss Meakin,” he said. “Would you kindly endorse them?” “With pleasure, Captain Conway,” replied Laura. “You and I are transacting quite a lot of business together these days, aren’t we?” she added archly. Cradock looked up and smiled. “The worst of transacting business with a girl like you, Miss Meakin,” he said, “is that I find…