But this, in turn, made Fanny stare. “Then nothing, that evening of the Embassy dinner, passed between you?”
“On the contrary, everything passed.”
“Everything—?”
“Everything. I told him what I knew—and I told him how I knew it.”
Mrs. Assingham waited. “And that was all?”
“Wasn’t it quite enough?”
“Oh, love,” she bridled, “that’s for you to have judged!”
“Then I HAVE judged,” said Maggie—“I did judge. I made sure he understood—then I let him alone.”
Mrs. Assingham wondered. “But he didn’t explain—?”
“Explain? Thank God, no!” Maggie threw back her head as with horror at the thought, then the next moment added: “And I didn’t, either.”