“Naturally, he hasn’t confided in me.”
“So you’re confiding in me—how clever!”
“I could tell some things——”
“Which are fables.”
“——but I won’t—they might turn your head——”
“Which way—to the right or left?”
“——and make you too confident and too cruel. He saw you but twice——” 213
“Once!” she corrected.
“Once, on the street; again, when we called in the evening—but he gave you a name, the instant he saw you——”
“How kind of him!”