"Yes, and no."
"Why no?"
"Because I have deceived nobody—not even myself—and Heaven knows I tried that hard enough."
"That was one?" she added, smiling.
"I thought you knew me better than to ask such a question."
Again Judith smiled—scanning him closely.
"No, you aren't so very old—nor world-weary, after all."
"No?"
"No. And you have strong hands—and wrists. And your eyes are—" she seemed almost embarrassed—"are the eyes of a good man, in spite of what you say about yourself; and I would trust them. And it was very fine in you to talk as you did when we were tearing up that hill a moment ago."
Crittenden turned with a start of surprise.