“Yes. Bolted after a row we had.”
“Is this true?”
“Every blessed word of it; and I haven’t seen her since. Now, tell me, you’re very sorry for all you’ve said.”
“Tell me this; has she gone away with some one else?”
“What do you want to know for?”
“I want to find out that you are not such a wicked story-teller as I thought.”
“Well, I have told you that.”
“Who can believe you?”
“You can. Come, I say; I thought you were going to be really a bit loving to me at last when I heard the whistle. It’s been like courting a female porcupine up to now.”
“You know whom your cousin has gone with?”