"You knew it?"
"Why, yes! I remember when you told Aunt Betty."
"You believed me?"
"You see," she apologised, "I always wondered why you were masked."
"And yet you permitted me to stay—"
"How silly of you, Mr. Carr! Of course I do not care what you are! I owe so much to you!"
He wheeled round at that, and faced her.
"Madam, I can bear anything rather than gratitude! Is it only that which has made you tolerate me all this time?"
Her fingers gripped one another.
"Why, sir—why, sir—"