“I don’t think his conduct was very wise,” he admitted at last.
“Or that he was justified in bringing such an accusation?”
“I think, if he thought what he did, it would have been better to talk things over with his own friends before making a scene.”
This answer was not at all what Arthur wanted. It made him uneasy.
“Surely you don’t think there was anything in it? I can’t think you would be here to-day if you had thought there was!”
“Well, we needn’t discuss that now. It’s a subject we should be bound to get warm over, whatever we thought, isn’t it?” said he soothingly.
“It certainly makes me warm to hear a doubt cast upon my friends.”
“No doubt has been cast on anybody by me,” replied Gerard quickly. “If they want to know, you can tell them so.”
Arthur went away, evidently not quite satisfied, and Gerard strolled through the adjoining room into the card-room at the end of the suite.
There had been changes in the position of affairs during the short interval since he left Miss Davison conversing with Denver in the middle room.