"It is very bad policy to rely upon what a woman says further back than twenty-four hours," she warned him.
For once he remained serious.
"That may be true, but it is sometimes necessary to warn her that first thoughts are best."
"Now, what do you mean?"
He folded his arms over his broad chest.
"Miss Beatrice," he said, appearing to ignore her question, "do you remember some time ago my telling you that we were like two partners at a game of bridge?"
"I remember very well."
"Well, we are still partners, though the game is nearing its end. As a rule I am for straight, aboveboard play, but there are moments when a man is strongly tempted to cheat."
"Haven't we cheated all through?" she inquired, with a one-sided smile.
"By no means. We have finessed, that's all. Just at present I feel impelled to—well, give you a hint under the table."