He looked up at her quickly, and their eyes met.
“Does it matter whether I believe or not?” he asked quietly.
“It matters a great deal to me,” she said in the same tone.
It was his gaze that fell first.
Then in a different and more cheery voice, she went on:
“You have to help me, Mr. Tab. Not in the matter we have been discussing—I don’t mean that.”
“I’ll help you in that,” said Tab.
“I think you will,” she answered quickly, “but for the moment, ungracious as it may sound, I do not need help. The other matter is more personal. Do you remember telling me about your friend?”
“Rex?” he asked in surprise.
She nodded.