“Did neither of you ever hear me mention Miss Carrington?—We were friends, almost chums, at Dobbs Ferry.”
“If I did, it has escaped me?” Croyden smiled.
“Well, you’re likely not to forget it again.”
“Did you know that I—that we were here?”
“Certainly! I knew that you and Colin were both here,” Elaine replied, imperturbably. “Do you think yourself so unimportant as not to be mentioned by Miss Carrington?”
“What will you have to drink, Mr. Croyden?” Davila inquired.
“A sour ball, by all means.”
“Is that a reflection on my guest?” she asked—while Elaine and Macloud laughed.
“A reflection on your guest?” he inflected, puzzled. 267
“You said you would take a sour ball.”