‘I have been one of your readers for a long time.’
‘But how did you come to know my work?’
‘That has oozed out.’
‘Some one must have told you,’ I said.
‘That is my secret,’ she replied, with the air of making it a mystery in order to tease me.
‘It must be all a mistake,’ I said. ‘Show me the magazine.’
‘As you won’t take my word for it, I won’t.’
‘Well, I shall soon find out. There is but one could have done it. It is very kind of him, no doubt; but I don’t like it. That kind of thing should come of itself—not through friends.’
‘Who do you fancy has done it?’
‘If you have a secret, so have I.’