Lawson was thoroughly surprised and looked it. “Yes—it naturally would be, seeing you know who I really am.”
“And all about you.”
“Oh, you do, eh? You were awake, of course, at the meeting?”
“Not me—Janet Jordan.”
“What do you mean—not you—Janet Jordan?”
“I mean that certain people have been making fools of you and your wife, Mr. du Val.”
“Is that so! In what way, may I ask?”
“Why, you see, I’m not Janet Jordan.”
“Not Janet Jordan!”
“I wish,” said Dorothy, “you wouldn’t echo my words. No, I am not—most decidedly, not Janet Jordan, although even you have guessed by this time that I look like her. We changed places on you, big boy! Night before last, just before you came into Janet’s room with her father, Janet was climbing out the window when you knocked the first time. It was rather embarrassing.”