"And was this really the first time he declared his love for you?"
"Yes, the first time."
"You are sure?"
"Quite sure."
"And you still went about everywhere with him—but you were careful not to tell your husband the truth?"
"My husband trusted me. I never abused his trust."
As Peggy said this, the foreman of the jury, a plump, shortish, clean-shaved gentleman who in private life was a chemist, looked up with a puzzled expression upon his face.
He thought he detected a ring of real sincerity in the witness's voice which the facts did not seem to justify.
"Was not this an abuse of his trust?" Sir Robert said—perhaps more gravely than he had spoken yet.
"Oh! we can't all be perfect! I don't deny that I flirted," Peggy answered.