“That’s just what I’ve done. It wasn’t till I heard that you’d come over in the same boat with her—”
The rest of the sentence was conveyed by a look which invited me to go on.
“You thought I might be able to corroborate the signs and tokens?”
“Or contradict them—if it’s not a rude thing to say.”
I wriggled away from the frontal attack. “Why should it be rude?”
“Oh, well, I’m the last person in the world to go poking into other people’s business.”
“Exactly.”
“Only people do like to tell me things.”
“I can quite understand that—when they’ve anything to tell.”
“Which is what I thought you might have.”