Corinna did her best to keep the conversation of the whole tableful in her hands, but of course it was bound to escape her sometimes. And there were lulls. At such moments Evan could speak to her without anybody overhearing.
"Corinna, what's the use?"
Affecting not to hear him, she asked a question across the table. Evan patiently bided his time.
"'What's the use?' I said."
"I don't understand you."
"What's the use of trying to evade something that's got to be faced in the end."
"What's got to be faced?"
"Me."
"Is that a threat?"
"No. You know, yourself, after what happened you owe me an explanation."