“Is that the second question?” asked he.
Edith thought.
“I wish I’d made it three questions instead of two,” she said. “I suppose I mayn’t now?”
“Certainly not.”
“Well, then, it isn’t a question. Question two: Did Peggy tell you that I said I was tired?”
Hugh nearly heaved a sigh of relief, but just suppressed it. It was a tremendous piece of luck that the question took this form.
“No, she didn’t,” he said. “Now it’s my turn: Have you been wanting to go to Mannington?”
“Yes.”
“Then why didn’t you say so?”
“Is that a question?” asked she.