"Perhaps he'll do it for the cows," Blanche Adney suggested; and as I was on the point of rebuking her profanity she went on: "That's simply what I happened to discover."
"What are you speaking of?"
"The incident of day before yesterday."
"Ah, let's have it at last!"
"That's all it was—that I was like Lady Mellifont: I couldn't find him."
"Did you lose him?"
"He lost me—that appears to be the way of it. He thought I was gone."
"But you did find him, since you came home with him."
"It was he who found me. That again is what must happen. He's there from the moment he knows somebody else is."
"I understand his intermissions," I said after a short reflection, "but I don't quite seize the law that governs them."