They went into the parlor and found at the far end of it the quiet corner they needed, and two chairs. Miss Jessup took one and Blundel the other, which enabled him to present his broad back to all who entered. Almost before he was seated Miss Jessup had produced her neat note-book and a pencil.
"Now," she said, "I am ready for anything; but I must say I don't see how I am favoring you."
"You are going to favor me by saving me the trouble of contradicting a certain story every half-hour," he said.
"Ah!" ejaculated Miss Jessup, her countenance falling a little; "it is not true?"
"Not a word of it."
Humane little creature as she was, as she glanced down at her note-book, Miss Jessup felt that some one had been a trifle defrauded.
"And there was no scene?"
"No."
"And you did not threaten to expose her?"
"No."