“As gifts. Why does any one give presents?”
“Because he loved you?”
“Yes.” Anita’s voice dropped to a softer tone, her eyes had a faraway look, and her sensitive little mouth quivered.
“Yet you had known him but a few days! You had never seen him before you came to Corinth?”
“Never.”
“Isn’t that a strange admission? How could he become so infatuated in so short a time?”
“Have you never heard of such a thing?” the face was almost roguish now, and the dark eyes showed a hint of smile.
Stone was baffled. He gazed at this strange young person, who was either fooling him to the top of her bent or was a helpless, harassed child.
“Was Doctor Waring related to you?” he asked, with a sudden new idea.
“Oh, no. He was no relation. I tell you I never met him before I came here.”