The Cradle Robber. E. Joan Sims

“The labor contractor must be the person who got Jimmy Hershey to sign the injunction,” she guessed.

      Andy turned a bright telltale red from his neck to his ears. “I’m sorry, Miz Sterling. I’m just the bearer of bad tidings. I’m not at liberty to say any more. I’ve said enough already,” he added under his breath.

      He stood up and brushed the biscuit crumbs from his starched uniform shirt.

      “Gott’a be going. Thanks again for the breakfast. It really hit the spot.”