"What do you mean by that?"
"I mean that you've had to try."
"You must have watched me pretty closely," she remarked, flushing a little, and lowering her glance.
"Oh, I know you so well that I don't need to; but to be sure I have kept my eyes on you."
She played with her fork as if thinking, while his look was fixed on her face.
"I didn't think I was so transparent," she said. "Do you suppose other people noticed me?"
"Oh, no," he responded. "You don't give me credit for my keenness of perception. But what's the row?"
"Nothing," was her answer, "only—Well, the truth is that I've had a talk with Aunt Sarah that wasn't very pleasant. Jack, I believe she's going to marry the Count."
"I'm glad of it," was his laughing response. "He'll make her pay for all the nasty things she has done. He'll be a sort of public avenger."
Alice became graver. She shook her head, smiling, but with evident disapproval.