'I am quite aware of it, and delighted to know it. He told me so last night.'
Somewhat dismayed at this answer, Falconer resumed,
'Did Major Moray likewise communicate with you concerning his own history?'
'He did. He told me all.'
Falconer was again silent for some moments.
'Shall I be presuming too far if I venture to conclude that my friend will not continue his visits?'
'On the contrary,' she answered, with the same delicate blush that in old times used to overspread the lovely whiteness of her face, 'I expect him within half-an-hour.'
'Then there is no time to be lost,' thought Falconer.
'Without presuming to express any opinion of my own,' he said quietly, 'a social code far less severe than that which prevails in England, would take for granted that an impassable barrier existed between Major Moray and Miss Hamilton.'
'Do not suppose, Mr. Falconer, that I could not meet Major Moray's honesty with equal openness on my side.'