"That's a lie!" he said.
She made no answer. Then at last he said pitifully:
"She didn't really say that, did she?"
"Yes. I'm sorry. But you can understand after what occurred—"
He came suddenly forward, the water trickling from him on to the carpet.
"You swear that's true?"
She could see now his face and realised that he was, indeed, desperate—breathless as though he had been running from some one.
"Yes, that's true," she answered.
"Maggie said that."
"Those were Maggie's words."