"I see now, there's no reason. And I'm not going to ask you to believe."
"You're not going to assure me that you are the real Lord Loveland?"
"No, I'm not. I'm not going to assert myself, or defend myself in any way—to you. I want you to draw your own conclusions."
"Very well," said Lesley, with sparkling eyes. "I do draw them."
"May I ask what they are?"
"You may ask, but I'm not going to answer your question just now. There are other questions to attend to, which we've dropped for this subject. About 'Lord Bob,' for instance."
"I've no excuse to offer, even for stealing your friend's play, except that—we were hard up, and we saw nothing else to do."
"Your people in England, if——"
"I've had no answer to my cablegrams. There's no time for answers to have come to letters, yet."
"I see. Meanwhile?——"