"I think I have been quite frank with you, Mr. Marshall, ever since I entered your employ. And that is more than you have been with me."
"Huh? How's that?"
"Have you forgotten what you told me this afternoon? You—you said you were going to a very private affair—very exclusive, you said."
Bill managed to twist a smile.
"So it was, until the police butted in."
"I assumed, of course, it was social," said Mary coldly.
"But I didn't say it was. Now, did I?"
"You allowed me to infer it. And that is the worst way of deceiving people."
"Oh, well, I'll make an apology on that, too. But if I'd told you the truth you'd have tried to stop me. You'd have roasted me, anyhow."