“No.”
“He asked me were you engaged to her.”
“Phyl?”
“Miss Berknowles. I don’t know her well enough to call her Phyl.”
“He asked you that?”
“Yes, said every one was talking of it, and the last time he saw you together you looked like an engaged couple the way you were carrying on.”
“But he has never seen us together,” cried the outraged Pinckney; “that was a pure lie.”
“I expect he saw you when you didn’t see him; anyhow, that’s the impression people have got, and it’s not very pleasant for me.”
Richard Pinckney choked back his anger. He fell to thinking where Silas could have seen them together.
“I don’t know whether he saw us or not,” said he, “but I am certain of one thing; he never saw us ‘carrying on’ as you call it; anyhow, I’ll have a personal explanation from Silas to-morrow.”