"But you knew it all the time."
"You didn't tell me. How did I know but what the man was lying?"
"He's incapable of lying!"
"Oh, now you're simply trying to change the issue."
He had her there. She fell silent.
Presently he went on with added bitterness. "What I can't understand is, when you said you were an American, when you said you loved America, how you could have chosen him."
"That's why," she said. "He's an American."
"What!"
"Half an American anyway. His father was an American like mine. His name is Henry Saunders."
"I fancy he must take after his mother," said Greg dryly.