He shook his head.
"You think now that you would, but I doubt it," he replied. "No one can say what would have happened, if what did happen hadn't happened. Moreover, while as you know I have little enough respect for Lorraine, yet hadn't he the right to suppose you would do the conventional thing rather than the unconventional? Did he have any cause to suspect you and Amherst?"
"I think not," she admitted—"more than that I was nice to Amherst; and that, in public, he seemed to be fond of me in a well-bred way. You never would have suspected, Montague?" she asked.
"I never gave it a thought; because I considered you—not that sort. The last one, indeed, who would be led into any such foolishness, Stephanie."
"You thought me too calm and cold, doubtless?"
"Not exactly. I thought you too indifferent to men, and much too fond of Society."
"And you didn't know how fascinating Garret Amherst could be—when he wished."
"It's an accomplishment he doesn't waste on men," smiled Pendleton.
"I wonder if he has played his fascinating way with Mrs. Amherst?" she reflected.
"This evening's Telegraph says that they have gone to Europe together."