‘I will tell you. There was a short notice of some of your writings in a certain magazine which I contrived should fall in her way.’
‘Impossible!’ I exclaimed. ‘I have never put my name to anything.’
‘But you have put the same name to all your contributions.’
‘How should the reviewer know it meant me?’
‘Your own name was never mentioned.’
I thought she looked a little confused as she said this.
‘Then how should Miss Brotherton know it meant me?’
She hesitated a moment—then answered:
‘Perhaps from internal evidence.—I suppose I must confess I told her.’
‘Then how did you know?