“Yes,” he said. “Can you believe that I have—have caused anything to be done to Ilam?”
“Have you not?” she demanded eagerly.
And he told her what he had previously told Pauline.
She thanked him with an affectionate kiss.
“Carlos,” she said, and the words fell in a little torrent from her mouth, “I told you a falsehood this morning. I acted a part. He was in my sitting-room all the time. Can you forgive me?”
“I was sure of it,” said Carpentaria calmly, “and I can forgive you,” he added.
“You do not know what it is to love,” she said. “You have never cared for anyone—in that way. I hadn’t—until I met——”
“Who says I don’t know what it is to love!” he stopped her. “Perhaps I am learning. But tell me, when did you last see Ilam? Have you seen him since this morning?”
“Yes,” she said.
“Where?”